" It was time - that's all," Heather murmured over my shoulder. "It had been coming for days - since Kate. It was just a matter of time."Jean stiffene...d initially, but by the end of it, she was relaxed again. Without turning her head, she asked her daughter, "Are we going to have to share?"I felt Heather shrug. "Sometimes." I won't..." Jean pinched it off there, but we knew what she was going to say.Heather's response was, "Good! Ewwww!" There would be no intergenerational girl play in the. It helped that she had a completely gorgeous face. The chick was prim and proper and an expert social butterfly. We got along because I am none of those things.Well, she was dating some graduate student when we met, but I tend to ignore significant others when I find them to be whiny little pansies. I go all "alpha male" and go for the girl regardless of obstacles. Color me tunnel-visioned.Gia loved to flirt and was definitely receptive to my advances. We'd talk between lectures, have. Her lewdly suggestive action caused his cock to jerk up into even greater hardness, and she riveted her eyes on its thickness, watching its pulsating, blood-filled tip a moment before commenting, "I like it. It's going to feel good going up inside me. Oh God, I want it in me."Tommy stood transfixed like a saint before a vision of heaven as her hands slipped down from her breasts over the taut smoothness of her belly, his eyes following as they traced the outward-flaring curve of her full hips. She was trying her best to maintain a conversation with him while I worked frantically at her precious pussy, managing to slide a couple of fingers inside her. Every time she would start to speak I would rub her clit faster and faster. Finally I could feel her pussy tighten and try to milk my fingers. Her nails dug into my leg as she did a cough to try to hide the moan. She then pointed to a building on the right and the taxi pulled up. We paid the taxi and got out, it was then I saw that she.