Sandra didn’t know much about Jenny’s love life. She was a beautiful girl, surely there were a lot of guys wanting to be with her Sandra thought t...o herself. Jenny had dated a guy from high school and into college but she would not get into details to why they broke up. Sandra asked her why and she explained that she felt as if she was tied down by her ex boyfriend and she was always a good girl. She had good grades throughout high school, didn’t drink any alcohol until her ex and she decided to. "You are nearly a man young Toman, it is within your right to peak!" One of the warriors pushing me said. "Look as I said I don't want a jhatakedaar chhadee used on me." I replied. This time they all looked at me strangely. "You used that name before still we don't know it" The first warrior said. I thought about it a moment then felt something in my head shift. "Ah! It's a adatlosgá ganáhida talugisgi!" All of the warriors eyes went wide then they all started to smile. "As a soon to be. Mostly what she has, though, is big tits. She was the first girl in our class to wear a bra, back in fifth grade. She was still wearing her uniform, like me, and she was wearing something else ― something I’d noticed before but never paid much attention to.“Did Father Ransom give you that?” I asked.“Yes.”We touched our medals at the same time. We didn’t say any more about them, but they became an instant bond between us. I wondered what she did to earn hers. Without a word, she slid the book. I pushed my cock hard into Mom's back and inserted my finger further into her mouth as if it was a cock seeking the bottom of her pussy. For a long couple of minutes I kept that up. My finger sliding slowly in and out of her mouth, hand pulsing over her right tit as if I was squishing a bulb, and my cock rubbing up and down her back. This was insane. Unbelievable. Squeezing my mom's tit, fingering her mouth and dry-humping her back with my father snoring less than ten feet away. Holy fuck.It.