Wendy looked straight into the road and didn't talk all the way home, which was very unusual.Chelsea helped her mother make the chicken enchiladas, wh...le Wendy cooked the Spanish rice. Her mother hadn't spoken much since they gotten back. Chelsea felt so confused but yet she was scared to ask Wendy about what had happened back at the grocery story that afternoon.Later on, Chelsea heard her father, pulling up to the driveway. "Dad's home," Chelsea said softly.Wendy just nodded and continued to. Lewis out of her chair, so we both climbed back up on the desk and got onto our knees. We pasted our lips together and let our melons clash too.Both of us let our hands over onto one another's butts and let her see us making out like the horny lesbos we were. We heard the rolling chair moving quite a bit, so we knew Ms. Lewis loved the show.Even with that in mind, Emma parted her lips from mine and lowered her head to my tits. She grabbed both of them and slathered my nipples like mad. I had to. More

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