G? Is that really you? I-I-I don’t remember your looking like ... that!” Though I tried so hard to be cool, I was far from it and my dick was stil...l trying to drill thru my slacks. Her translucent blouse let her brown nipples show through and her pleated white skirt ended just above her gleaming white panties and noticeable camel toe. What-a-dream!“Al? Is that YOU?” She pointed at my cock then quickly to my chest. Glancing briefly at my stiffness she added, “My, my you have grown - UP. I’m not. In short order I am climaxing while holding his head like a vise with my thighs. He begins telling me how much he loves me and my body. Heck, I have a tough time loving my body. Next thing I hear is about how he needs a son. I tell him I agree and add that he needs many sons. In a heartbeat he is running his shaft between my lip and making me crazy. I grasp him with two hands, position him and say "Do it" while our tongues lock. The last time we screwed was the end of July, The. I heard one girl saying how she always wore skirts, dresses, or very baggy pants because they don’t like how panties feel on her and the nannies kept taking away the boy’s briefs. I explained that a boy’s briefs had more room in the crotch versus the tightly contoured design of panties. Many of the girls stopped, turned, and gave me a nasty look while blushing when I said that the flap gave them easy access to play with themselves without it being as apparent as a hand in their panties. Going. Josie’s cheek were red from dancing. Her true blond hair was short just covering her neck. She was a little smaller than Selena and often envied her long legs. “I saw that you also found someone.” Josie said into her ear. “Just a boy from my old High School.” She replied. “He looks hot! I bet he has a huge dick.” Both of them giggled. A long time passed and Selena found herself drinking and talking a little too much. Her vision swirled and everything around her seemed to move in slow motion..