Her arms were behind her and she was leaning on them, thrusting her breasts out, her gorgeous legs emerged from under the nightie and were spread out ...ide.Hank's eyes followed Donna's legs up and he realized Donna wasn't wearing any panties, not even a thong and he was staring at her naturally blond pussy. She was one sexy stunning sight. So great for a 50 year old woman. He stopped and soaked in the view, letting his eyes slowly caress her face, framed by her blond hair, then down the rounded. I knew the penalty for failing to perform, and had no wish to suffer it. As the crowd laughed at my attempts to satisfy the inanimate object, the auctioneer made a comment I partially understood - something about my being "eager" to have "the real thing" in my mouth.A voice from the front of the crowd asked a question. The auctioneer seemed to agree, and then positioned me on my knees with my head to the floor, my hands clasped behind my neck. I knew I could move from this position only at my. What a sensation! I'd never had someone touch my cock before (ok not since actually hitting puberty anyway), and it felt great. Up to this point I thought jerking off was a good feeling. Now I knew that it paled in comparison to having someone else give you pleasure. He moved directly in front of me so he could get his hands on my balls while stroking me slowly. I loved that.He slowly picked up speed and intensity. I couldn't believe how good it felt. I was closing my eyes and really getting. Amy was the typical middle class girl. She was bright, outgoing, and friendly. Her shoulder length brown hair, hazel eyes, and attractive figure had made her popular, but not as popular as her arch rival, Emily, who was the quintessential girl next door.Emily had bleach blonde hair, blue eyes, and a figure to die for, but her arrogant attitude, and penchant for bullying and intimidation caused more fear than respect among much of the student body.The competition for class president had.