"As I sat up, I said, "I'm going to have to take a shower soon. I'm getting a little ripe. I'll go to the bathroom and go outside for a while then I n...ed to clean up."I put my leg on and went to the bathroom, put on some shorts and a T-shirt, and went out to the patio. The three girls came out, quietly carrying their guitar cases. Juanita brought my guitar case out and said, "The coffee will be here in a few minutes. I'll bring you some as soon as it gets here."I told the kids, "How about you. “Ready?” “No”, Asha spat back, and I pushed my cock in one powerful thrust into her puckered, dry, unsuspecting hole. “Aaaaargghhh”, we both screamed from the pain of sensitive, dry skin rubbing against each other; only my cockhead had managed to enter her. “It hurts! Oh motherfucker, it is fucking painful!” Asha was crying and still screaming from the pain of her anal deflowering as I pushed in some more, “you asked for it, bitch! So take it and stop being a baby about it!” I continued. My eyes lit up with excitement. She pulled down my skirt and my soaked pink thong. She looked at me up and down and irritated, said ‘Look how wet you are little slut! I tell you when to get wet, understand?’ Oh I understood, I just couldn’t help it with such a sexy girl.She started to tease me with the strap on, rubbing it against my slit. I could feel all the sexual tension build inside of me. With her hand, she started to tease my clitrious at the same time. This was my time to start panting.. ”“Sorry,” he said. “I can’t wait to get out of this place.”“It’s only another couple of weeks.”“Almost a month. Final exams. Then you sit around and do nothing for a week. Will you miss it?”“I don’t know. I don’t think about it. I’m just scared of finals.”“What for? You do OK. You know, there is no permanent record. They just say that to keep you in line.”“Really?”“What, you think when you go for a job in twenty years, they’re going to call Sister Margaret and ask if you ever had detention?”We.