I take my other hand and start to fondle her breasts, the feeling of her soft tits intensifying the feeling even more. To a point where I couldn’t h...ld it anymore and I dump the entire load in her mouth. I make sure she couldn’t spill a single drop, not that she’d want to spill anything on herself in class like that. I rest my cock on her face as I look at the girl next to her, she looked away immediately pretending to have noticed, but I knew that’d get some gossips going. I pull Tasnova up. I was using one hand to wank and guide him, but after a while he pushed me off and used his own hand to do this. I felt he was trying to take over so I asked “Are you near?” to which he said “Yes”, so I replied “Good, because I want it all” and took control back, wanking, sucking, licking always increasing his pleasure.His body started to react, a series of thrusts, pushing his cock deep into my mouth, then quietened down again before thrusting once more, his breathing was heavy and short. I. Jeremy was a tried and true self made man, a real boot strapper, the embodiment of the American dream. He’d quit high school in the tenth grade, joined the army, served a tour in Vietnam, gotten wounded, and earned a Bronze Star. He came out, and found her. She remembered not liking him at first, he was a brash young man with big dreams, she was a good Catholic girl, the product of parochial schools with their starched school uniforms and soft spoken tough minded nuns. Jeremy hadn’t been much. More water. A pipeline, an underground water main with gallons upon gallons rushing through it. The definite picture of a pair of gorgeous tits. Full melons heaving and topped with juicily erect nipples."Fill me! Coat my insides! Fill me!"A gigantic waterfall. The roaring power. The wind swirling. A tidal wave crashing to the surf ready to obliterate all that came before it.And I was awake.My eyes were still closed, but I knew my consciousness had returned. And all it could focus on was the.