”“You mean the honey butter?”“Is that what that is? I’ve never had it.”The honey butter added a whole new dimension to the French toast, a...nd I found myself thinking that my dad would have loved this. I finished the last bites in silence, remembering him, before Lissa took me to the shower with her.“I need to wash off all the syrup I dripped in my lap and on the rest of myself,” I said.“You know, I could have licked that off for you,” Lissa licked her lips.“Now you tell me. OK, rule of thumb,. ” She shot back. “I’m not going to keep jerking off some k** just so he can brag about it to his friends.”“I’m not bragging about it.”“You should be with girls your own age.”“I don’t want to be with them. I want to be with you.”‘Be honest now, how many have you actually slept with.”“I said dozens didn’t I”“And you’re a shitty liar”“OK, don’t laugh, but I have only been with one.”“ONE” she bust out laughing, well giggling. “That explains a lot, look I’m not just going to jack you off, but I do. She kept working her mouth on my dick, and I could see her hand going under her skirt, most likely fingering herself furiously. I'm not going to lie, her mouth felt pretty damn good. I looked at the clock again...16 minutes left. I was going to have to hurry this up. I grabbed her by one of her pig tails and picked her up off the floor and bent her over my desk. I positioned myself behind her and pulled up her miniskirt. The slut wasn't even wearing panties! She had the whole day planned out.. He leaned forward to kiss Katie’s cheek, his gaze meeting mine as his hand moved against her pussy. I massaged my breasts while I took in the scene, barely able to believe it was actually happening. He noticed what I was doing and gave me a half-smile. He had Katie writhing against him, the sound of her long, drawn out moan making the moment feel so intimate, so arousing. She reached behind her body to take hold of his erection. Nathan’s eyes closed momentarily when she began stroking him. I.