I spied Sherry as she entered the lunchroom, and Kristen told me to go over to her."Hi, Sherry. What's up?" Can we go, like, to the music room?" Sherr... asked, nervously."I guess so," I said. I was a little apprehensive, since I usually associated lunchtime music sessions with other people to have a more romantic theme, but since Kristen told me she had no problem with whatever Sherry wanted, I decided it would probably be safe. If not, I had a good explanation if I had guessed wrong.Neither one. The effect was to create a gaily decorated track around the edges of the ring.The lights dimmed and a spotlight came up and a fanfare played and, into the ring, onto the temporary track, high-stepped a beautiful blonde girl, with a bridle and bit, shaking her head so her pony-tail waved, pulling a two-wheeled cart with flashing, spoke wheels, on which a small man sat, holding reins attached to the bit in one hand and a whip in the other. The knees of the girl had a leather strap attached that. Not now. We have much more exploration to do." She whispered. Pushing he head lower to her body, she offered her womanhood to him to taste. He buried his face in her womanhood as he started sucking her. She could feel his violent movement of his tongue in her hole as she trembled uncontrolled. "Oh, my God" she screamed. She was in orgasm as her belly started to push him back. He fought as he crushed his mouth in her vagina. His face was wet with her juice over his eyes, cheek, nose and mouth.. IT was extremely pungent. I silently gagged on the smell, which was violently attacking my senses. As she sat on my mouth, I felt a drip of what I thought was pee. However, it was far too metallic and thick to be pee. This girl was bleeding in my mouth. I cringed so hard that I felt dizzy, and my cheeks burned red from the humiliation. I was drinking this beautiful girl's blood out of her nasty pussy, and there was nothing I could do about it.After a few minutes, she started to pee. It was a.