Sharon started to get text messages from her friends obviously asking if she was alright so I left her to it and went to the kitchen to digest the con...versation and knock up another batch of juice, I didn’t know how long Sharon was staying but it seemed she was in no hurry to leave.While I was out in the kitchen I received a text from Mrs Lane, “Frank, I hope you are making Ms Mann learn the error of her ways, don’t rush as I have marked her authorised absence for the afternoon” which was nice. ‘I don’t ever want it thrown up at me about Utah,’ I emphasized. ‘I won’t.’ ‘No really, not ever,’ I warned. ‘I promise I won’t bring it up ever.’ I smothered his face with kisses before passionately kissing him again. I could feel my body rock against him with excitement as we continued to smolder. He was quick to pull me back from going too far. ‘Kitty,’ he sighed, ‘Be good.’ ‘If I were being bad I would be sitting on your cock right now.’ ‘Yes,’ he nodded in agreement, ‘You are a being a. After a few minutes of high speed action I slowed my pace a to give both Sammy and I a breather. "How ya going, Sammy"?"OK, Can we change position, doggy stye, please?" I stopped, thankful for the change of pace and position. I exited his asshole and Sammy rolled over and shoved his ass in the air. I adjusted my position and placing my hands on his hips, replaced my rod in his hole and pulled him towards me with my every forward thrust. I jiggled around inside him to get comfortable first. "I promise." It was the last time with Michelle! It was the last time, the last dozen times. I should never have told you about the Institute test!" I can't believe I've been wrong every time," she complained. "It's so unfair!" Look at who you keep comparing yourself to," I said. "Which one is it this time?" Her," Susan said pointing."Jennifer Gottos! Those aren't tits; they're landmarks!" I told her."It could be a padded bra," Susan insisted."You take gym with her," I said. "Don't tell me you.