So we went up to her room and i just sat around. She was doing her thing. i was just enjoying her company.In comes Linde, i guess she was a bit bored ...and sat down on the bed with me. Clara was working on the other side of the room.Linde was wearing her pyjama with a very short and very loose pyjama shorts. Not wearing a bra, she had some nice pokies.When she walked over to Clara, you could tell she wasn't wearing any underwear as well because her pyjama pants were nicely tucked in between her. I mean, come on! How many of you guys out there have ever hit on a girl wearing red hair standing straight out in frizzy fright wig, red ball nose, baggy assed red poke dot clown suit, size twenty five orange shoes and wearing whiteface?Raise your hands if you have.Yeah, she was funny, and I managed to talk her into coming over to my apartment to have lunch and as it would save her a fifteen minutes waiting for a bus out in the cold transfer and one thing lead to another and when she got out of. It had been pretty good in the Post Findley world. She would never have made the friendships she had without being yanked out of the stream that scary Friday morning.She had been thrown into a close quarters for a long time with the most intelligent people she had ever met, and they had treated her as a confidant, daughter, friend and equal ever since. She had gone in with no expectations and come out with a totally different life, far and above the goals of a country girl in the city.The. Sending several ropes of cum two feet into the air. He rocked his hips into my pumping fist and continued spurting jizzm all over my hand, and onto his stomach, as he emptied his nutsack and moaned his appreciation.I continued slowly stroking Jason’s softening shaft after he finished cumming and smiled over at him as he grinned at me and kept gently pulling on my nipples.“That was amazing, mom. I think you should wake me up like that every morning!”I laughed and pushed his hands away from my.