I saw Sandy about twice a week for a couple weeks then one day I stopped by to get some afternoon sex. I knocked on the door and Mary answered the doo...r. I said,"Hello Mary I'm here to see Sandy." She looked me up and down like she always did making me feel like she was undressing me. She said," Come on in." I followed her into the house and she sat down on the couch. She turned to me and said," Sandy is not here she went to see a friend." I asked her," When will she be back?" " I am not sure. ‘Timothy Benson. I think it’s safe to assume you know why I’ve asked you here,’ she started in cooly. ‘Well, I’m not really sure ma’am,’ Tim answered. ‘Ms. Greystone. From now on you will address me as Ms. Greystone. Is that understood?’ she returned. ‘Alright, sure,’ Tim returned a bit nervously. ‘I prefer to live a well ordered life. And lately you have become a disruption in the f****y,’ she said firmly. ‘What exactly is it, would you mind telling me?’ ‘What. What do you mean!?’ Tim added. I laughed nervously, pulled my jeans right back up, and tried to act normal until we got back to class. Catherine was very cute. No denying that. But I was long-since over my crush on her and was happy to have her as a friend and confidant. Still, the knowledge of what kind of panties she wears woke up all sorts of teenage thoughts that were hard to shake.The shape of her ass. The tiny crease between her thigh and pubic region. I tried my best to focus on what my teachers were saying, but the. Ethan could feel his balls tightening as he drilled in deeper, he needed this release - they both did. As he felt the pressure build, he slowed down to rock his hips into hers, gyrating as his heavy sack rested against her star. Monica moaned and cupped his cheek. Ethan looked into her chocolate eyes and planted a soft kiss on her succulent mouth. Grinding together they increased their speed until a second orgasm rocked through Monica, her muscle milked Ethan until he felt himself about to.