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Nicole knew as well as I did that I used working out at this point to get rid of my stress, and thanks in no small part to her, it was practically overflowing. “Exam stress.” I simply answered her, shrugging. She shrugged back. “Just study a bit. You’re probably just stressing yourself out – it’s easier than you think.” “And how long did you study when you were in grade nine?” I asked her. She smugly smirked back at me in answer. Of course, she didn’t study at all. How stupid of me. “You suck,” I humorously commented as we exited the car. She turned around and winked at me. “Only for the special few.” she retaliated. It was becoming harder by the minute to hide my pain from her. I’m sure my eyes gave her a scowl as my smile continued, the sounds of her submissive efforts in the hallway just a few hours earlier still fresh in my mind. Entering her house had become a familiar scenario to me, and I guess I could at the very least take comfort in indian the fact that any sex she was having with God knows how many other guys was not in her bed where we spent so much time. Since Nicole’s parents, upon hearing someone else was home, always assumed it was me, I knew Nicole wasn’t bringing any other trophy boys home. “Hi mommy, hi daddy!” Nicole announced in her dichotomously childish voice alongside her mature posture. “Hello, dear! Do you have Adam with amateur you?” Mrs. Baker’s voice called from the kitchen. Her voice carried no malice but Nicole still looked at me, rolling her eyes at her mother’s words. “Yes!” Nicole shouted back with annoyance. “Is that a problem?” They gave n response as Nicole kicked off her shoes and went into the kitchen. Meekly, I followed, giving a polite wave to the Bakers as Nicole bolted upstairs. It was kind of odd… If anything, the Bakers have been more polite to us than ever, and Nicole was just getting more and more dismissive. Still, I didn’t want to make things more awkward than they already were, besides, her parents didn’t seem at all upset. By the time I went upstairs, Nicole was already in her room, sitting on her bed with a piece of paper on her lap. We started getting hot soon enough. There was nothing to see or hear, and nothing to feel but the pressure of the latex across amateur her body and the waves of hot prickling pain mixing with the soft vibration against her clit. “It doesn’t bother indian me. One night, one of the women said, ‘No offense intended, but you’re just like one of the girls’.” Guess I'll just go right to bed... I made sure not to hit April with it. She grabs the shirt from me and starts wiping up my back. Chris smiled at me knowingly and scooped more cum from my thigh. She squirted it onto her hand and then started to rub it all over my dick with her soft hand. “Anyway, you’ll meet her next weekend. I had this itch in my pussy that I needed to scratch, and there was only one way to do that. The party went exactly as expected.