Sasha was breathing heavily and she noticed her hard nipples strained against Spencer's PJ top. Hoping Spencer didn't notice, she put her things on th...e vanity and removed the top. Sasha stared at her naked reflection thinking of everything that happened up until now. She hugged herself then gave a small smile. When she looked in the mirror, she realized it was the first real smile in a long while. When Sasha turned on the shower, she made her decision.Spencer was on his computer in the living. I reached under the desk for my bookbag, "I was in such a f*cking rush for this stupid f*cking class." I nonchalantly tossed my head up to look at Sherrie,trying to initiate some entertaining complaint from her." Goddam it! Coffee again! That's all you talk about, you're an addict. We can't go anywhere without you needing a f*cking cooffffeehheehee.No,I'm really serious. That stuff is so bad for you."Sherrie went on, chastising me but I didn't care or well, notice, really.Watching her talk. I didn't see it then, but I should have. Control of this relationship had already begun shifting away from me.I arrived at her house (her parent's house) about twenty minutes early and leaped up onto the front porch. The front door has glass panels on the upper half of it. If you look through those panels, you can see the main hallway of the house straight ahead. There were several doors on the left side. There was an opening on the immediate right showing a living room. Beyond that was a. "True," Linda said softly as she glanced up at the screen to see what the loud explosion was about. "But the odds are against it. Can you feel how wet I am for your cock, Ken? Even through my panties I'm so wet I'm coating your hard shaft. Are you ready to stick your baby-maker in my tight little cunt and pop my cherry?" Ready, willing, and anxious," Ken said with a grin in the darkness. He could feel Linda holding his cock steady with one hand while she fumbled to move the crotch panel of her.