I went down after her and sitting on the bed tried once again to get the bottle. By now Ann was feeling really good and after a little struggle, she p...laced the bottle off to one side after I stood up to get it and yanking on my pajama bottoms, pulled me back onto the bed and on my back. She grabbed hold of my bottoms and started to pull them off, but I managed to back away and stand up next to the bed. Ann didn't quit and coming over after me, she reached over and grabbed my cock and as she. ”“What happened to the morning sex stuff?” she asked, her hand reaching further down, settling over my boxers.“I need coffee, too,” I complained, my eyes still closed.“This morning sex thing sure is complicated.”Finally opening my eyes, I smiled at her. “It’s morning until noon.”Rory’s eyes morphed, sly and contemplating. “In that case, you go pee, brush your teeth, and have some coffee. I’m gonna shower. I’ll meet you back here!”Before I could agree, she kissed my cheek and rolled out of bed,. ”“We’ll just be going home Mr. Gerald. You don’t need to mention this to my parole officer, right, since nothing happened to the little lost girl?” A tall skinny boy asked.“No T-Bird. I don’t need to mention it to Mrs. Grant or your mama for now. That could change at any minute if you keep up this kind of behavior,” Mr. Gerald said.The boys beat a hasty retreat and Mr. Gerald turned his steely gaze on me.“Now what in the world were you trying to do to yourself?” He asked me.“What the boys. ‘Please Ian don’t teas,.’ Fran whispered then moaned softly as one fingertip began slowly circling her clit her legs parting as her hand tore at his pants to release his throbbing cock. As it slipped between her thighs, Ian could feel her warm wet pussy lips around the shaft, the tip of his cock touching her clit as his finger continued stroking it. Turning in his arms, lips finding his in a hungry kiss, Fran ripped off his shirt her nails scratching lightly across his chest. Breaking free.