She quick introduced me with a handshake “this my boy, Clarence. He’s 22 .” She said I was stunned I thought he was 30 or something but I guess ...hat wouldn’t make sense. “Nice to meet you welcome to our home.” I said and honestly shocked I couldn’t help but look at his acne“Yea nice to meet you too bro. What you mean our house though” he laughed. “Oh his wife right in there with Cletus her name Mallory go let yourself in boy and try to contain yourself” Rita told him. He walked in and I could. "Yes, yes, yes..." Katie chanted in my ear as I drilled her. It added to my stimulation but all that mattered was my release. Less than three minutes passed before I lunged my body forward one last time and exploded, pumping out a gallon of cum in successive waves that splashed against Katie's womb.When I was done, collapsed against Katie's firm tits and gasping for breath, she stroked my hair and asked, "What was that all about?"I wasn't sure if I should tell her. After all, most women. We both knew we were repeating meaningless trivia, but we could not let go. We both knew we needed to study, but we couldn't let go. Eventually, we came to grips with the nonsensical things that were being said and said goodnight.On Monday we found it impossible to sit in the cafeteria by ourselves, something that had been impossible to avoid the week before. Becky took it all in stride, warning me to think 'unpretentious' when giving answers to the barrage of inane questions that besieged me.. I struggle and try to pull myself free of my bonds, I wrench and wriggle but to no avail, I sigh in despair as she smiles at me, pins and needles in my fingers tell me I might have tried too hard in my attempts. Lynn leans to her right and picks up my lunch box and rummages through it. “Shame, I wanted a cock but this will have to replace you” She pulls out my chunky carrot. Sliding down the chair a little she spreads her legs a bit wider, gently and tantalisingly she caresses her clit with.