Her short skirts were always that little bit shorter than the rest, and it was always fun to see if she was wearing underwear. She practically never w...ore a bra, but sometimes she didn't wear panties either. Not that I was ever able to get a good look at her vagina, but I did see high enough up her thigh to know when she was and wasn't, unless of course they were of the very brief thong variety, and even that was often enough to fire my very wild and very virile imagination.Then of course there. “You’ve got that just fucked look,” Julie said, as I joined her for a coffee before heading home.“Really? Funny that, and I’ve just been to Max’s,” I replied.“So, you’ve got that just fucked by Max look!” Julie said, giggling.“So wrong girlfriend!” I said.“Not Max, now you have got me intrigued, not Max?”I sipped my coffee, as I watched her. She knew me so well, as of course I knew her, we’d been friends for years. She was my bestie, I sat on the sofa beside her, watching her. “Have you fucked. I’d stay up all night if I had to. I sat at the kitchen table and told them I had to study for a big test. I sat there for hours pretending to read a text book. My mom went to bed around 1am. He stayed up. I stayed up.It was around 6 am I realized I could get ready to go to school. I showered, dressed and headed out the door.The day was fuzzy. I was light headed from lack of sleep. When I got back home after practice mom was in bed and hot tea sat brewing. Deciding to get some extra caffeine in. My tongue stiffened and slid inside Donna's lips, forcing its way into her depths, one hand was caressing her and circling her back pucker while my other hand was more direct with two fingers directly into Beth's pussy. They were both moaning and humping away, begging for more. Donna was responding very quickly, the teasing of the last few days coming to a head. She arched her back and screamed. I gentled my caresses and licking, continuing the stimulation but allowing her a moment to catch her.