She looks at me in the eye then proceeds to insert it into herself, I can see her pussy lips stretch and spread around it as it disappears, my lunch i... now her sex toy as she fucks herself with it, slowly but deliberately she plunges it deep in a steady rhythm, with a grin she starts to moan and groan like a whore, taking the carrot all the way out to show me how wet she is and to let me see her fluids string out of her pussy, “I wish this was your cock, don’t you wish it was your cock fucking. ..?' Hesitantly.'Yes, sir.' Lynda nodded, looking him straight in the eye.It was Ryan's turn to nod. 'Extra lessons will start this afternoon,' he said. 'In my study.' He glanced at a closed door in the corner of the classroom.'I have swimming lessons after school, sir,' Lynda said. 'But I can be here just after three.'Three is fine,' Ryan said, not wanting to break the girls normal routine and perhaps create suspicion. He sat back and watched Lynda lift her book-satchel. 'One more thing before. Really. Every girl goes through her first cycle. You'rejust doing it at nineteen, rather than thirteen."I wiped one cheek with the back of my hand, turning my face toward her."Thirteen?"She shrugged a shoulder. "That's when Charlene started. She wasactually ahead of most of her friends. They were jealous." She laugheda little. "Charlene wanted to curl into a hole and die."I sniffled. "I can sympathize."Katie squeezed me again. "I know the idea probably scares you. Orgrosses you out. Or both.. These days people, especially in Hollywood, fall in and out of love with astonishing speed and for the slightest reason. Would she find someone else?A small, warm, frisky hand woke me up. Morning light was just warming the sky. I opened my eyes.“Good. You’re awake,” Amelia said, smiling. Her hand played with my penis and an erection slowly formed. She grinned. “You’re horny. Me, too.”Clearly, she was still energized from yesterday. She rose onto her side, brought her face close, smiled, and.