I gulped at her cool touch and replied, “I-I’m all for it, babe,” I answered, as I looked around somewhat nervously to see if any of the neighbo...s were watching.“What’s the matter stud, worried about being watched by our neighbors?” she asked, as she slowly twisted her hand with every stroke. With each upstroke, her hand rubbed the circumcised head, spreading the precum along the shaft on the downstroke. Her other hand gently rolled the swollen sperm sacs in her palm and squeezed them at the. I knew I couldn’t go on this way. I loved Jenny — closer than a sister, more than a lover, like we’d become two halves of the same person. I didn’t want to see her suffer at Stacey’s hands. But the way it made me feel to obey Stacey — it was like being fucked in the brain by Aphrodite. I knew I couldn’t resist. A growing part of me thought Jenny would like it, too. A shaking hand reached out and — after two tries — turned off the phone. Moisture trickled down my thighs like I’d peed, and no. Their eyes followed her as she crossed to her locker to dress. The padlock on her locker had been turned around so that the dial was facing inward. A sophomoric joke played on freshmen. She looked around at the girls none of them were smiling at the prank. "Very funny" She snarled as she bent down to dial the combination. Loretta and Jamie stepped beside her and grabbed her arms. "You won’t need anything from in there." Cathy said from behind her. "We have put up with all we are going to take. Mr. Shaver nodded and told his son to take his seat on the couch again. Travis did so reluctantly but quickly, taking time to slap both of my tits as he moved away. Both of them were pink and hot and swollen from his mouth and hands. Pete asked Mr. Shaver if he could make use of his desk, and for the second time that morning I found myself bent over his cold desk, this time with my breasts bare and sore and Pete Townsend spreading the cheeks of my ass to stare down at my holes. He spit onto my.