Her hips began to rotate involuntarily. “You have to stop! I have to go to class and you have to get ready to leave for your game.”“Spoilsport,�...�� Phil replied. He kissed her softly on her lips but took his hands off her waist. Hailey rocked for a moment longer before leaning forward to kiss him a little more deeply.“Thanks for last night,” Hailey told him as she sat up.“I should be thanking you,” Phil replied with a smile.“I meant for helping me with my paper,” Hailey said, shaking her head.“Oh,. ”“Now, where were we?” Abby asked, getting up in the couch again, laying her head in my lap.I began stroking her hair, hoping that she wouldn't feel my hard-on too much. Not too surprisingly, she did, and that made her grin again. She was pretty when she grinned, I'll have to admit.“I say,” she said, getting up in a sitting position so that she could face me. “I think someone fancies me.”“Why, yes, I do, Abby.”Abby snuggled close to me again, kissing me gently, to which I responded by catching. My cock stood straight, pointing right at Bimbo Barbie’s almost naked body.“Not bad,” she said, running an appraising eye up and down my hard shaft. “Not bad at all for a young man your age. One more good growth spurt and you might top eight inches.” She sat back and took a drink. “You must take after your mother’s side,” she said with a devilish glint. “You’ve got at least two inches on your father. He knows how to use what he’s got, but sometimes a lady needs something more to be. “Hello?” she called out, then appeared from behind a curtain in her smock and scarf.“Hi,” I said. “I was walking by and saw you had more paintings on display.”“Yes, the pieces from the show were returned.”“Did you sell any?”“Two. That’s pretty typical. Can you wait just a moment?”“Sure.”She disappeared behind the curtain and I heard her talking with someone. A minute later she pulled back the curtain.“Steve, this is Emmy. Emmy, this is Steve. I’m doing a portrait.”Emmy was about my height and.