Pretty nice." "Oh, you wound me, darling!" Carrie leaned forward, pressing her breasts against his waist. "I guess I'll just have to try harder." ...His cock was between her breasts, her pale olive skin contrasting his dark brown shaft. She squeezed them together and began to stroke, up and down. He could feel her nipples rub against his thighs and his curly pubic hair brushing her chest. The head of his cock almost vanished between her breasts as she rubbed upwards and on the downstroke she. He had come from dinner with some friends and seemed to be equally as tipsy. I had met him before and kind of knew him. He was one of those loud gregarious types who tends to dominate the conversation, but he was also a good natured guy and easy to be around. The night was turning a bit cooler, so we decided to move inside. Judy led us back into the house through the kitchen and into the family room. I thought we were all going to hang out in the family room, but she continued down the hall. We stopped and I hugged her from behind. “Well, it’s a good thing you were close,” she said “or we’d have ended up pushing the chair all the way into the pool.” She giggled and I didn’t have anything to say so I kissed her again. Lavi had gone to get a bottle of wine and I decided to turn on the hot tub. Soon we were enjoying the heat and gently splashing water at each other while grabbing anything that looked inviting. At one point Lavi came again with Melissa’s fingers in her and each of us. I got knocked up in my senior year.”“High school sweetheart?”“Yeah, an eighteen-year-old sweetheart who turned into a twenty-year-old loser. I know the struggles my Mom went through and I know the struggles I went through. I tried hard to drum two thoughts into Bree’s head: Follow your dreams and don’t get knocked up.”“You’re a good mother,” he said again. “And you two have a great relationship, that’s obvious.”“We leaned on each other a lot when she was growing up. My mother was a big help,.