But I have three-and-a-half years to decide.”I wondered who that answer was truly for — Fran or me? I also wondered if it was similar to the answe...rs I’d given Tasha once I’d started college — an attempt to leave open the possibility, even if it was remote. Was staying in the US something she’d TRULY consider? And if it was, was there SOME solution to the cultural differences which would work for us? Fortunately, I didn’t have to make any decisions in that regard in the immediate future, and. . Just then one of the men fucking the girl in the movie laughed loudly and said, “I guess this will teach you, you fucking tease!”Tease?She straightened her body on the seat, brushed her skirt down neatly over her thighs, feeling every inch of her skin, and each and every item of clothing she wore.Damn, was she hot!Billy yanked the front door open, slammed the seat forward and shoved himself into the back seat. He balanced the huge bucket of buttery popcorn on his knee while he leaned forward. Jane moaned and the bed creaked. I couldn’t help but get turned on. I hadn’t had any myself in a few months and lay there just imagining that I was getting what Jane was. My hand went inside my knickers, and I was furiously fingering myself and tugging on my clit. Then I fcuked up, my arm knocked over the lamp beside the bed as it shot out when I came. It crashed onto the floor. The noises from next door suddenly came to a stop. Jane giggled, and Chris said something that I couldn’t work out. I. I walked around to the driveway side where there was a side porch. I went up to it and looked into the kitchen where I saw his mother cleaning up dishes.Antonio's mom had to be in her mid-to-late 40s, but she could have passed for 30. Her skin was flawless and radiant. Her dark hair was pulled back in a pony tail. She was singing to herself. I caught myself watching her, noting her plump ass in her well-fitting jeans wiggling as she washed a frying pan.Then Antonio walked into the kitchen. He.