" Then he turned to each of us and introduced us by name. Then helooked back at Mr. Lawson and continued."We're on a scholastic tour from UCLA. We're ...ll very thankful for yourassistance but,... but can you help us to contact our parents so we canlet them know we're alright? And we need to contact our people that wereto meet us at our next destination. I'm sure their all looking for us bynow."Before Kevin could continue, Mr. Lawson raised his hand and then said,"I'm afraid that communication. You touch a particularly conspicuous crystal on the table and feel a tingle in your finger which travels quickly to your head. you watch the crystal dissolve into your finger and suddenly the tingle stops abruptly and you pass out.You wake suddenly with your face in the thin layer of dust. You could have sworn you heard someone talking to you as you were passed out. Looking around you see nobody, and no footsteps, aside from yours. You struggle back to your feet and look at the pouch of. “OHH!” she cried. This time, their parents heard her. They just thought that their daughter was yelling about something. They had no idea she was yelling about their son ramming his cock into her too hard! Her tight pussy gripped him so snugly, and he began to fuck her right there on the couch. Her feet were flailing over his shoulders as he looked down and watched the triangle of her bush make his penis disappear over and over. “Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!” she tried to keep it down, but her moans. I moved closer to her, and set my hand on her leg as I spoke. As we continued to speak, Megan spread her legs and crept a bit closer to my seat. I slid my hand up, and under the hem of her skirt. Megan hitched the skirt up a bit and I pushed my hand further up. Megan looked about, then arose, locked the door and turned down the lights in the seating area. Taking her seat again next to me, she said, “Now, where were we?” She leaned back in her chair and spread her legs. I knelt in front of her.