"I'm playing with my wet p***y and wishing you were here," she replied in a throaty whisper. She waited just a moment and then said in a normal voice, "Not really. Everybody's home and I have a ton of homework. I've got this research paper for my Statistics class and it's just brutal. I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to see you after school until Thursday."
I groaned, "And I have soccer practice then. Thursday evening?"
"Yes!" she replied.
We talked for another few minutes about more mundane high school stuff, and then I heard my dad pull up in the driveway. Shortly after that I heard my parents kissing and moaning in the front hallway. I let out an involuntary moan as I pictured my horny mother.
"Are you okay?" Emmanuelle asked.
I blew out a long breath. "Sorry," I muttered. "I'
