Their strokes grew longer as my ass hole was first pulled out from my body then shoved back inside with their inward strokes. I knew I was moving to h...gher and higher erotic levels as they fucked me but it wasn’t until I noticed Sara’s lips moving against me, her face buried against my pubic hair as she sucked on my cock, that I was cumming directly into her mouth. The magnificent stimulation of my anus had focussed me solely on their thrusting, my orgasm had become an incidental reaction to. ” “What?” “Have you ever smoked weed?” She looked at me, rather surprised. “Have you?” We had shared the odd ciggy together and that was it. “No, but I want to.” A slow grin spread across her face. “You dissolute wretch. I always thought butter wouldn’t melt.” She paused. “What an abso-fucking-lutely brilliant idea. Where can we get some?” I had been making discreet enquiries of a boy we sometimes saw in the pub and he’d offered me some, hoping, I suspect, to get in my knickers. I’d bought it,. "Come on. I don't want to talk about any politics," she said, "I just want to get fucked. That's all." Yeah. Fuck you!" Yeah, Fuck me!"She peeled her panties down from her ass. And they rolled up tightly as they came down. She bent over to push them down from her thighs and legs. I gave her ass a hard swat, sending ripples through her fat up to her back. She grunted, and kept taking off her panties. While she was bent over I caressed her wide white ass cheeks, and I snuck a finger down in. I WAS BEGINNING TO WONDER IF HE WAS A LONNER FOR HE DIDN’T REALLY TALKED TO ANYONE. ABOUT A MONTH PASSED BY AND WE STILL DIDN’T SAY MORE THAN “HI, HOW’S IT GOING?” AND “BYE, SEE YOU TOMORROW”. MORE TIME PASSED AND SUDDENLY MID-TERMS WERE A WEEK AWAY. WE HAD LOTS OF STUDYING TO DO AND HE BRADY SEEMED REALLY STRESSED ABOUT ENGLISH CLASS IN PARTICULAR. I OFFER TO HILP HIM IF HE NEEDED IT AND HE WAS GLAS I DID CUZ HE WAS GOING TO ASK ME FOR MY HELP. WE MADE PLANS TO STUDY THAT DAY AFTER OUR LAST.