"Regina looked at the closet and wondered what Carey thought about that opinion. Stella was in for a shock, no doubt. But who was going to tell her? R...egina was fast losing her nerve, and Carey wasn't going to pop out of that closet to confront his mother.She said, "Oh, I don't know, Stella; kids grow up fast these days, and as mothers, we just don't recognize that fact. We try to keep them babies, when they're actually young adults." Here's to young adults," Stella grinned, "and to old kids. The teacher felt wetness that was more than just the heat demanded touch the front of her panties as Rory thrust with her hips.Paris was nibbling the side of her neck and her own dampness touched Angelina as the shorter blonde rubbed on the teacher's bottom. The black haired woman's hips rocked back and forth as she attempted to maintain contact with both of the young women who had her pinned between them. That part became easier as Paris moved her hands, allowing Rory to plaster herself. She put her lips right by my ear as her sisters and the other woman followed Grandma Edna."What are you doing?" she hissed, like an angry viper."I'm acting like your boyfriend," I whispered back."But you're not my boyfriend," she whispered."I am right now. Are you breaking up with me right in front of your grandmother?" I was confused."No," she said, confused herself, now. "But you can't just touch my butt like that." Oh, I thought that's what I was supposed to do," I said weakly."No, I believe. ‘You need to try it before you knock it, my friend.’ I could hear Lori walking Betsy towards us as she talked. ‘Betsy, let Ashley have a taste.’ Once again I heard the tell tale sounds of fingers dipping into a soaked pussy. ‘I am not going to taste Betsy’s vajayjay,’ Ashley defiantly stated. I had been feeling the object placed in my hand and my thumb ran across a small button that I decided to press. ‘Ooo mmmm,’ Lori exclaimed immediately, ‘Of course we aren’t going to make you do anything.