Tickling one, he began gently sucking on the other. I let out a soft moan, falling back into the sofa. “Hmm, you seem to like that! How about if I k...ssed you... Here?” His lips began trailing down my chest towards my stomach. “Or if they went down here..?” He was now teasing me, kissing across my flat stomach. I moaned again, louder. “Oh baby, that feels good!” I started to relax. He was my boyfriend now, surely I should just ride it out and see what happened. I’d always wondered what it felt. I could get considerably more than two classes' worth of work done during one class.Mostly I was doing 11th grade work to relieve my boredom while I waited for my next déjà vu, but I also vaguely intended that at the end of the year, I'd ask the Principal to let me take both sets of exams. Then we could look at my results and maybe get his permission for me to jump from 10th grade straight to 12th. If he refused, maybe I could talk him into me doing 11th and 12th grade simultaneously. I didn't. They had been at one time a pair of jeans, now faded and worn. She loved them because the seam pressed so perfectly against the slit of her cunt, crushing her throbbing clit. Her husband had loved to watch her wear them, and at his suggestion, she cut them very high so her lovely ass could be seen. But he wasn't there to see her beauty now. No one was around to see her beauty to enjoy her bubbling hungers. Susan was thirty-two years old, much too young to be a widow, and especially a widow with. As Richard licked away at her clit, spurring her on to a shattering orgasm, she considered suggesting to Alice that as an alternative to floggings as a penalty for male masturbation, penectomy may be more appropriate. It would merely entail securing the boy so that his penis was locked into the phallus-guillotine, sucking him until he was about to ejaculate and then releasing the blade.It would certainly put an end to his filthy habit.And with that thought – she came - and came - and.