"I won't." came her reply. "Who are you?" she asked. "How do you know so much about me? Do I know you?" "Yes, you know me, but that is my secret until...I am ready to let you know more." "Where did you get those pictures?" she asked for the second time. "I got them from a very obscure hardcore site on the internet. I doubt very much that you have to worry that anyone else you know will stumble across them" I said. "Are you sure about that?" She asked. "I can't guarantee you anything regarding. Samantha leaped back, her cheeks going even more red, her small breasts quivering. Giggles burst through the classroom. I swallowed, my heart racing from the accidental contact that left me shaking.“Nudge your cocks together again,” moaned Monica. “That was so hot.”“So hot,” Araceli groaned, the Hispanic girl staring at us with hungry eyes.“Yes, yes, do it! Rub them together!” Krysten shouted.“Don’t be shy,” Genevieve purred. “Come on, Samantha. Be a futa-champ and enjoy rubbing your cock. Come on abhiSha placed her hand on my penis above my jeans and felt my totally hard erect penisMaami : oh my god abhi …. You are totally hornyI pulled her towards me and started to kiss all over her face and my hands were on her boobs pressing them hard and she was giving slight moansI was getting more hotter by hearing her moans and removed her pallu and gave a hard bite on her boobs above her blouse and she cries aaahhhh …. Come on abhi do it moreI got more excited and tore open her blouse. “Actually, I learned that fact only today,” he said. “I guess I must be known as Brock the Bashful or maybe Miller the Misanthrope.”Jenny watched the interplay like a ping-pong match, her head turning from one rejoinder to the other.“And she will soon be known as Jenny the Drooler if she doesn’t learn to close her mouth,” Brock added with a nod toward Jen. “Sure, it isn’t as poetic as Merie the Cherry or as alliterate as Miller the Misanthrope but it certainly paints a picture.”Jenny tried to.