.even if Mike catches us in flagranti again, I'll keep swallowing your lovely load till you fill my mouth with your delicious semen, just so you know ...it will all be your fault, cause you know very well I can never get enough of your big dick in my mouth." she moaned a bit longer as she stroked me through the clothes, and before she turned around to face me... with her eyes still closed, her lips searched mine. We kissed for a whole minute, untill something smelled strong-er than it should. Mom. ", she ask."Hannah's not 18.", you corrected Jessica."Oh right, Hannah told me you just got here yesterday. Her 18th birthday was last week.", she informs you again. 'How could you forget Hannah's birthday?', you thought to yourself. You face palmed yourself. "Thanks for reminding me, Jessica. How about I take you and Hannah out for dinner and to the club this Saturday? You know, for both your late birthdays?", you ask her."That would be so much fun, here's my number. Contact me when you. Mona had to invent little games to keep herself from slowly going mad. Today, Mona was spending her time trying to remember as many old, old jokes as she could."Why did the boy throw his clock out the window? He wanted to see time fly."Mona wished that she could see time fly. She was so sick of being in this boring, stuffy little classroom, with her teacher Mr Williams droning on and on and on..."Hey, you're pretty. Pretty UGLY."- She could remember that one being used on her in primary. "LISA, TELEPHONE," my mother yelled again.It wasn't going to work. She wasn't going to let up. Sleepily, I crawled out of bed, threw on a robe, and stumbled down the stairs. "I think its THAT boy," my mother said extending the telephone in my direction. I stifled a yawn as I wondered who "that boy" was and took the phone from her."Hello," I said sleepily.The voice at the other end of the phone was hesitant. "Hello Lisa, its Ken."I came awake a little. "What do YOU want." I couldn't resist a.