Jackie giggled, gave me a kiss, and then took my hand. "I'm as ready as I going to be."Our art teacher wasn't a fan of The Program and had made her fe...lings well known. However, she did take the opportunity to use Jackie and me as live models for the charcoal drawings the class was working on. The class was pretty boring because Jackie and I spent the entire period sitting in straight-back chairs so our classmates could sketch us. After art, we headed to the pool for practice.Mr. Rosin had us. Already, before her hand could move between her legs, the dog was humping against her, blindly trying to penetrate her. Rosa wondered how she was supposed to manage assisting something moving so fast and frantically but found that with her hand open at her pussy, the cock seemed to glance off the palm and into her hole. Maybe it was luck but all additional thought about it was gone as the dog drove his cock deep into her in rapid, urgent thrusts that had her moaning and gasping, too.This was. He convinced me it was late enough that everyone was asleep and no one would be walking by there.I didn't need much convincing - by now he had slipped his hand under my shirt and was tracing his fingers around my hard nipples ever so slightly. It was making me incredibly wet!As I kissed him long and slow with my tongue in his mouth, I undid the buttons on my shirt and he helped me slide it off. I pulled his t-shirt over his head and moved so I was straddling his lap. He was sitting on the couch. Better than little Ken, as he is under 6 foot tall.He enjoyed meeting my Ken, really hit it off well. K2 is a bit of Ohio inner city type but seems to respect my guy. Maybe it's the older and blacker part. Lord knows how many hours they spoke for. Hundreds of questions about Africa and schooling in the UK. Stacy and I drank, too much again. Gotta stop this.These guys are still talking long after midnight when Stacy and I both decided to sleep. I awaken maybe an hour later to noises.