He began rubbing the pool stick on her pussy, “you like my stick?” He cocked his head and smiled at her. “You like it when I rub my stick on you...r pussy?”“Is that all you're gonna do with it?” Sophie challenged. I was shocked, I had never seen Sophie so forward before.“What else would you like me to do?” Evan asked her.“If I have to tell you, you're obviously not very good with it.” She fired back. Sophie walked over to the pool table and hopped up on the edge. “Are you good with your stick?”. He rose up and moved completely over Quinella. She invited him into the portal between her wide open thighs. He entered without knocking. Strokes deep, strokes shallow, strokes rapid and strokes abated set the rhythm. The sex went on for a long time but eventually, the sensations of Ned’s cock scrapping Quinella’s spongy tunnel walls led both lovers to swoon simultaneously. Following crisp drawn-out cries, they collapsed motionless to the mattress. Quinella rubbed Ned’s back and motioned his. Elizabeth was waiting for me when I walked into school and it was nice to see her in her practice uniform again. She seemed to command the hall when she walked in a cheerleading uniform. I felt like a little puppy tagging along behind her and maybe that is what I was. Who would I really be if it werent for Scott at first and Elizabeth later. I would be a nobody unknown freshman. We walked towards my first class and said, See you later, and she headed off to her own class. When my first class. ‘Perhaps this Joss thing isn’t such a good idea,’ I eventually ventured about a week later, but my plea was met with a very firm rebuttal, making my wife’s position quite clear, and by the second week it was evident that my wife and Joss’s relationship was rapidly going beyond a casual friendship. My jealousy flared, and it all came to a head before the third week was over, when I accused her of allowing her relationship to have gone too far. ‘I guess you know then,’ she stated bluntly, hardly.