Ahhh ki awaze nikalne lag gayi.Phir usne mummy ki boobs ki chusne or katne lag gya.Mummy ke boobs ,stomach,.Neck par usne nishan dal diye. Kafi der c...husne ke baad azaz ne apna lund mummy ki chut per rakha or jhatke marte hue apan lund mummy ki chut mein dal diya.Azaz mummy ke upar aa kar kafi der tak dhake marta raha .Azaz ka lund mummy ki bachedani mein takar mar rha tha jis se muumy ko meetha meeta drd ho rha tha.Mummy bhi niche se gand utha utha kar uska lund le rahi.15 minute tak chodne ke. "And I don't need yours or Jack's or anyone else's. I'm handling everything just fine. Just leave me alone, Abigail."The phone went dead. Abigail's ears were still ringing from the decibel level of those last words. She slammed the phone down in frustration."She's a stupid, pig-headed bitch," she muttered under her breath. Fine. She wanted to be isolated from her family. So be it. Abigail had tried. It was time to move on."Brianna?"Brianna looked up from her library computer screen. Merrigan. ‘What the hell are you talking about?’ he asked. He’d never liked Lisa much, now he remembered why. ‘Miss Conklin likes girls,’ Lisa said softly. Ricky’s forehead wrinkled. ‘You mean she…she’s a…?’ he stammered. Lisa grinned and nodded. ‘The word is Lesbian…’ she said. ‘The super-sexy gym teacher you guys are all creaming your jeans over, is a Lezzie. She likes girls, not boys.’ Ricky was dumbfounded. ‘And…and Dianna went with her last night?’ he murmured. He couldn’t believe it. Dianna had. ”Everyone in the room could now see the delicately tattooed butterfly on Gemma’s left butt cheek but just before she could pull her panties and skirt up again one young guy near the front had jumped up and kissed that butterfly in no time at all. He managed to quickly pull the girl’s skirt and panties all the way to the floor then grabbed her bare thighs to steady himself and planted one big loud smack of a kiss onto that tattoo. As he jumped back to his seat Gemma spun back around and thrust.