"Coaxed by her voice, Prince got to his feet and approached her open legs. His eyes followed his nose right to her sweet cunt. Cindy smiled happily an... leaned back in the chair. She stretched her knees farther apart."Here you are," she purred, patting her pussy. "All the pussy you can eat."Prince sniffed her juicy little cunt for a moment, then swiped his big thick tongue at it. Cindy jerked when his scrapy tongue hit her quivery little clit. It was stiff and sticking out already, she was so. "Thanks," Jen said toweling the perspiration from her forehead."Want me to spot you on some weights?" Blake asked approaching her. Sometimes they worked out together. His eyes darted down to her chest, where the wet cami and bra molded around her small shapely breasts."Thanks but I'm heading home after this," Jen said."I'm done too, how about a drink?" Blake asked. "A group of us are going out." I better get home, maybe next time," Jen said.Back in the locker room, Jen gathered her things. "Hi. ‘Just a second,’ I said in a voice that was far too loud and panicked. Jamming my cock back in my pants I quick zipped up and washed my hands, splashing some water on my face in the process. Begging my erection to fade, I slowly slid the door open using it to hide my hard cock from view. ‘Thank god I was ready to go pee in the backyard,’ she said squeezing past me in a loose pair of light pink pajamas covered with white kittens, her hair tied back from her face. She simultaneously managed to. I laughed and went upstairs. I was currently working on assembling a plastic model car. I remember it was a 1965 Ford Mustang convertible. Of course it was red. As I broke the parts off the rods and glued them carefully in place, a plan began to form in my mind.I got my chores -- and the Mustang -- done in plenty of time. While we ate dinner that night I asked permission to go to Jack's house the next afternoon. My mom said it was okay as long as we didn't go anywhere else without permission..