belly. Its soothing warmth spread through her whole body.
She leaned back and pressed in on her belly, just below her bellybutton. Deep inside was the hard lump of his cock.
“Goddamn, Joe. How much of your cock do I got inside me?” she said.
“Almost all of it. I knew you could do it,” he said.
His cock was going soft. Lanie lifted her leg and rolled off him to the sofa beside him. His long cock slipped out of her hole with a slurp, and she groaned. The sudden empty feeling was depressing.
Joe stood up and pulled up his boxers.
“I gotta tell ya, Lanie. That was the best time I’ve had in a long time,” he said.
“Thanks,” she said.
She sat back with her legs apart. His heavy load of cum was dripping from her pussy lips. With his cock arranged in his boxer shorts, Joe bent down and kissed Lanie’s forehead.
“When we get back home we’ll talk about this with Mom, see if she wants to ... add you to the rotation. Good night, dear,” he said, and headed back to the bedroom.
Lanie waited to hear the door click shut, and let out a sigh. She had a big smile on her face that would not go away. Joe’s cum continued to drip from her pussy. She touched her fingers to her pussy lips to wipe up a drop, and licked it off her finger. She was going to enjoy this new arrangement.
* * * *
Jimmy was able to join them for breakfast. They all went back to Rick’s, where a big breakfast buffet was set out with fruit and pancakes and waffles, and anything else anyone could want for breakfast.
Jimmy wasn’t moving very well, but he was able to make it to the table on the back deck of the cafe, where the morning sun was bright, and a cool, comfortable breeze blew in from the Gulf.
Lanie made sure Jimmy was settled at the table with a glass of orange juice, and headed to the buffet, where Mom and Joe were fixing their plates for breakfast.
Lanie walked stiffly. Deep in her belly was an ache to remind her of the ride she had taken late last night. She looked at Joe to catch his eye and give him a smile like they shared a secret, but he was busy covering his pancakes with syrup.
Instead, Mom looked at her as she approached the buffet. Her eyes narrowed.
“Honey? What’s wrong?” she said.
Lanie shrugged. “It’s just my ... back. I must have slept wrong.”
Mom looked at her funny. Lanie smiled. Mom looked over at Joe, then back at her, and a big grin spread across her face.
“Oh my dear Lanie. Welcome to the family,” she said, and wrapped her arms around her in a big hug.
The Frat Party
It was almost ten o’clock at night. Allie Miller took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes, and looked at the alarm clock on the stand by her bed. Was that right? Had she been studying for seven hours? She needed a break.
She padded across the small dorm room in her fluffy pink bunny slippers to the small refrigerator and got a cold bottle of water. She twisted the top off and took a drink. She went back to the arm chair in front of her bed, past Erin’s bed. Her roommate had been out all day. Where could she have to go if she wasn’t going to classes? And her bed was trashed. Was she ever going to make her bed?
Allie sat down again in the chair with her text book and her notes, and put her feet up on the table. She couldn’t worry about Erin. She had a mock debate coming up on Monday, and was determined to do well on it.
She looked at the blank wall by the door, and smiled. She wanted to do well for Professor Morris because he was so smart, and, well, so cute. All her life, she had assumed that college professors were all old and gray haired and frumpy. She never imagined they could be ... sexy.
She yawned. It was getting late. She was already in her sweat pants and t-shirt that said Michigan State University on the front. It was time for bed. Erin could stay out all night if she wanted, and get in trouble with her grades. She was going to get some rest. There would be time for more studying
She leaned back and pressed in on her belly, just below her bellybutton. Deep inside was the hard lump of his cock.
“Goddamn, Joe. How much of your cock do I got inside me?” she said.
“Almost all of it. I knew you could do it,” he said.
His cock was going soft. Lanie lifted her leg and rolled off him to the sofa beside him. His long cock slipped out of her hole with a slurp, and she groaned. The sudden empty feeling was depressing.
Joe stood up and pulled up his boxers.
“I gotta tell ya, Lanie. That was the best time I’ve had in a long time,” he said.
“Thanks,” she said.
She sat back with her legs apart. His heavy load of cum was dripping from her pussy lips. With his cock arranged in his boxer shorts, Joe bent down and kissed Lanie’s forehead.
“When we get back home we’ll talk about this with Mom, see if she wants to ... add you to the rotation. Good night, dear,” he said, and headed back to the bedroom.
Lanie waited to hear the door click shut, and let out a sigh. She had a big smile on her face that would not go away. Joe’s cum continued to drip from her pussy. She touched her fingers to her pussy lips to wipe up a drop, and licked it off her finger. She was going to enjoy this new arrangement.
* * * *
Jimmy was able to join them for breakfast. They all went back to Rick’s, where a big breakfast buffet was set out with fruit and pancakes and waffles, and anything else anyone could want for breakfast.
Jimmy wasn’t moving very well, but he was able to make it to the table on the back deck of the cafe, where the morning sun was bright, and a cool, comfortable breeze blew in from the Gulf.
Lanie made sure Jimmy was settled at the table with a glass of orange juice, and headed to the buffet, where Mom and Joe were fixing their plates for breakfast.
Lanie walked stiffly. Deep in her belly was an ache to remind her of the ride she had taken late last night. She looked at Joe to catch his eye and give him a smile like they shared a secret, but he was busy covering his pancakes with syrup.
Instead, Mom looked at her as she approached the buffet. Her eyes narrowed.
“Honey? What’s wrong?” she said.
Lanie shrugged. “It’s just my ... back. I must have slept wrong.”
Mom looked at her funny. Lanie smiled. Mom looked over at Joe, then back at her, and a big grin spread across her face.
“Oh my dear Lanie. Welcome to the family,” she said, and wrapped her arms around her in a big hug.
The Frat Party
It was almost ten o’clock at night. Allie Miller took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes, and looked at the alarm clock on the stand by her bed. Was that right? Had she been studying for seven hours? She needed a break.
She padded across the small dorm room in her fluffy pink bunny slippers to the small refrigerator and got a cold bottle of water. She twisted the top off and took a drink. She went back to the arm chair in front of her bed, past Erin’s bed. Her roommate had been out all day. Where could she have to go if she wasn’t going to classes? And her bed was trashed. Was she ever going to make her bed?
Allie sat down again in the chair with her text book and her notes, and put her feet up on the table. She couldn’t worry about Erin. She had a mock debate coming up on Monday, and was determined to do well on it.
She looked at the blank wall by the door, and smiled. She wanted to do well for Professor Morris because he was so smart, and, well, so cute. All her life, she had assumed that college professors were all old and gray haired and frumpy. She never imagined they could be ... sexy.
She yawned. It was getting late. She was already in her sweat pants and t-shirt that said Michigan State University on the front. It was time for bed. Erin could stay out all night if she wanted, and get in trouble with her grades. She was going to get some rest. There would be time for more studying
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