."She spoke clearly despite her mouth and throat getting pumped and doused in so much potent cream.Clearly her supernatural powers allowed for clear s...eech despite the creamy blockage now occupying her throat and gullet.With a loud hungry suck, she swallowed her last drop that she milked from him, and then lifted her head up and away from his flustered crotch.With a lick of her lips, and a wipe with the back of her fingertip, which she also sucked clean, she turned to look at Emily."You did. Bending in my wrist, I then snapped it out and shot the rock over the waters, skipping it no less than six times!I cried out a quick, surprised laugh and high-fived her. "Nice one, Sam!" she said, smiling and laughing. Her smile was wonderful, as bright as the sun above us and as contagious as the flu. It could brighten the darkest of days. The same went for her wonderful laugh. It was hard not to like her.So, no wonder she and I hung out so often that people referred to us as sisters. And she. She has slim legs, and a nice big ass. No tight little ass for me. I would put my ear to the wall and listen to my parents fucking, and jerk off picturing myself in there rather than my Dad. I loved to look up my Mom's shorts when she would lay back to take a nap in the recliner. Depending on her position I could see a cheek of her ass and sometimes the hair sticking out of her panties. I'm getting a hard on just thinking about it. On our first night there, I went to my folk’s room across the. Michaels, my teacher, was putting his finger in my pussy and finding the clit and rubbing it. I knew that kind of behavior could get him into a lot of trouble if he taught high school, but I guessed art school was different. It didn’t really surprise me because older men were always doing that kind of stuff to me. It’s just the way they are. And when you really think about it, that’s what our pussies are for. I started to come right away and he held onto my shoulder as I trembled and made.