Her lips were quickly buried in the pubic hair at the base of his shaft while the head of the penis reached the opening to her throat.Frankie was now ...hoving on the back of her head with both hands making it almost impossible to pull back. In fact, her actions only helped to provide the pumping action Frankie instinctively sought. Every time he shoved her head back down, the cockhead reached the top of her throat and she'd would gag and try to pull back.That’s when the cum began to come, and. .. well Robin called and ( my heart dropped, I knew I was dead meat ),............pause............. and she said she wanted me to thank you for the wonderful compliments you gave her.I said that's it, thats all,......... I thought, ....... ah, .......... I thought she was gonna say I was silly or something. We both laughed, my laugh was out of relief, a relief that Cindy had no idea of what I was relieved from. My thoughts went directly to, okay s*s is out of her room and how do I get the. She needed something out of the ordinary to re-energise her sex drive and get her out of the slump that her post-breakup had triggered. The answer, however, was not something new and outrageous but rather a stirring of an old passion…Chloe had hit puberty before her parents had provided the necessary briefing on the birds and bees. This had entailed an awaking of strange desires and no knowledge with which to steer them. She recalled how her trips to the toilet had become more of a thrill as. ' What was this Plumbing Pipe anyway?' she wondered. It was around 10 AM on a weekday, and she was between periods, and finally was curious enough to check this out. She had the directions, and it was the sub basement of the big sorority house. She had never been down there before, but used her key to the room marked "MAINTENANCE/ Plumbing". There were other girls in the brick lined room, and a sign, stating: TOILET SLAVE RULES: Only one pass and return to back of line. No dawdling,.