When I opened my eyes and remembered where I was, I realized that Jean was between my thighs with her face buried in my pussy, licking me."No fair!" I...said. She looked up. "I have something I want us to try, and now is a perfect time. I've only heard of it. Move back a little."She did, her face wet with my pussy juices. I turned around in the bed and moved down to her sweet pussy. I pulled her close. "This is called a 69, guess why?" I said as I pulled her hips to my face and buried my face. "Actually, I have an ulterior motive in coming here." Conrad said tohim, a grin on his face. He turned the cola up, drank deeply, belched,sighed. Damn it, that just made him cuter! "Two ulterior motives, actually." "What are they?" "Wondering if you could go along on the Hamerfield trip as achaperone." Conrad said. "We have a couple of parents going, but we coulduse another one." "This weekend? Sure!" Jim said. "Now for my other motive." Conrad said, sidling closer to him,. Her feelings were written all over her with red sixfeet flashing neon light letters accompanied with sirens and heavy drums! Shecouldn?t hide anything in front of this lady. Nothing at all! That first meeting was the trigger. Alreadythe next day Ms. Alden asked her to stay behind after class. Not so that theothers could hear. Just a very short motion with a flat hand, indicating forher to remain seated. And she did. As the classroom emptied, she strove to lookterribly occupied with organising. . . know what . . . you know . . . what happened. My voice trailed off at the end, but he heard me, smiling thinly. Thats it? Okay, Ill tell you. His smile grew wider as he said, Were you sore the next day? Remembering my raw anus and vagina, I felt my face burning. Yes, I muttered. Me too. My dick was so sore from you chewing on it all night that I could barely stand to touch it for two days. I didnt respond, so he continued. You really liked it. Everything we did. When I bent you over the.