Millie gasped as she felt the outline of Jared’s cock. “Dear God’, she thought. She smiled and sat up, her hands reaching for the button of his jeans. She looked into his eyes as she lowered his zipper. Jared groaned as her nails skimmed along his cock. Jared’s hips jerked forward, pressing against her lips, wanting in. She moaned, eager to have him in her mouth. “Millie,” Jared whispered, “I have never…” “Never what hone...

Mille sucked in a breath and closed her eyes. “Jared, we cannot do this.” “Why not?” “You are 17!” Jared traced a path from her shoulder, down her arm and laced his fingers in hers. He reached her arm behind her waist and pulled her hips toward his. Millie could feel his cock against her and damn if her body didn’t betray her by making her pussy wet. Shaking herself, “You are Jess’ best friend, his age!” “Dammit Mille, I...

Millie just finished re-potting the flowers. They had needed it for a while now and she had put it off for long enough. She was dirty and grimy and in much need of a hot shower. She stripped as she walked from the deck into the house. She thought she heard the gravel drive crunch but shook it off. Her panties were the last thing to hit the floor as she heard a knock on the front door. “Damn,” she mumbled, “Just a minute.”...