Candy was her only friend who knew all of her secrets, and didn’t judge her. He had been terrified when his hands touched the edge of Deana’s butt. “Stuff, you know stuff I pick up on. “Don’t matter, as long as you get everywhere,” she said, and reached behind her back. Miss Tonya wished she was a birdwatcher. He wished he could eat in his room. A shiver ran through him. Jayda wasn’t his sister, and the blue fabric between her legs was stretched like Saran wrap over her pussy. He walked over, pretending not to notice that more of her ass wasn’t covered by her bottoms than was. If they only knew about lubrication they would have fucked so many times and regardless of what their mother had said to Jason, they would have kept on fucking. “What did she tell you?” Like a bolt of lightning the thought hit him.
