"And please just keep your eyes on theroad and not kill us before we get there, because I think you just blew ared light." It was yellow, and chill! I...can hardly wait for our time together thisweekend too," said his sister, making a face and sticking out her tongueat him. "Now look I'm stopping at this one." Please, because you can be a little scary driving you know and sinceyou're my driver this weekend, I can't have you lose your license withmom three hours away," laughed Craig."I am not. "Sandra? Wha—I mean what do you need?" I said, wishing for that which I knew it wasn't."Mike, I know you're pretty good at Math; I'm not," she said. "Mike, I need some coaching for the semester finals in Geometry. There's nobody else. Any chance?"I suddenly knew what I needed to do to make my case to win Sandra. "I'll trade you," I said. She gave be a look that screamed suspicion."Okay?" she said."You be my date for the homecoming dance, and I'll see you ace the exam," I said."Mikey, you know. She wasn't going to be blowing me any more cum juice kisses. It needed to stop. I went shopping. I love shopping; makeup fixed, hair straightened and tonged into place, perfumed wrists, perfumed neck, perfumed cleavage, the click of hangars as I rummage through my wardrobes, the discarded outfits, the regimented ranks of shoes all screaming 'choose me, choose me', the streets, the shops, the hum of humanity, the wares all titivated for my delight, to touch, to fondle, to caress, and yes, when. Her classmates were on their feet now, cheering her on. Mr. El continued thrusting, reveling in the youthful smoothness of her skin and the warmth and tightness of her pussy, and he couldn’t take his eyes of the the butt plug that was slowly easing its way out. As he thrust inside her, he placed a finger on the base of the plug and pushed it back in. Chloe was screaming by now, a steady stream of filth, her classmates encouraging her. The echoes of his hips pounding against her ample ass.