Alright, enough about me. On to the story :It started on a brisk Friday in November of Sophomore year. I was in 8th period, and my 8th period Chemistr... with Ms. Smith was always a class I looked forward two for two main reasons : For one, it was the last class of the day, and I was always anxious to go home and “relax”. And the second reason I liked the class, the MAIN reason, was one of my friends who was in the class with me. She was a completely jaw-dropping, flawless 5' 4" lightly-tanned. Somehow, her hand found a way to rest lightly on Suzuki's breast and she could feel the older woman tremble in excitement at the touch. That was the signal that Suzie needed to move closer to Mrs. Griffin and lift her chin up for a gentle kiss right on her lavender tinted lips. Her lips matched her pantyhose perfectly. Keeping her lips pressed tightly on Suzuki's mouth; Suzie slipped her hand under the short skirt and moved up her inside leg until she reached the part of her pantyhose that. I know the sign to give out. So flick the light on and then off. Sure enough a couple of guys in the 40's get out of one car and come over hoods up over they heads. Both of them have hands down the pants and wanking. I ask L if she want to give them a show. And she says yes. Result I get her to sit on my face so I can lick her pussy juices. I locking and slipping my fingers in her pussy as well. I reach to the window controls and drop it down about half way. Next thing I know one guy is playing. Fortunately, our real server was a nice, older lady.“Good evening. I am Marie and I will take care of you tonight. Are you celebrating something?”Melissa quickly said, “They got engaged yesterday between Sunday school and church. We’re celebrating that, though not formally. They’ve been looking at rings this afternoon.”Karen looked up at her and said, “We’re celebrating quietly.” She squeezed my hand that she was holding. We were seated at a table for four with the girls opposite each other.“I.