She locks her hands behind her head as she leans over my crotch and takes a few deep breaths. Her breath on my pussy sends electricity up my spine. Ju...t as I think I can't take much more, I feel her tongue dive into my love canal, frantically searching for cherries. One than another she scoops out and holds in her mouth. Only the rope keeps me from mashing her face into my cunt. Even before finishes, I feel an orgasm shoot through my body. "AGGGGHHHH!" I hear myself holler as I strain against. "Lets see if anyof you 'Hanna Montanas' can top that." The girls quickly cowered underthe powerful stares of the classy senior but I placed my hand on my hipand nudged in front of my team with a confident pose. She then eyed meup with a silly grin. "You, you think you can top me? Let me tell yousomething girl, you ain't built for twirling. Just look at yourundeveloped thighs and frail arms. I bet you can't even do a figureeight yet?" I took another step towards her and without saying a word. Then on each cheek, then on each side of her neck, and her shoulders. Slowly I started kissing her chest, kissing in between her tight tits, flicking each nipple with my tongue and then moving down her stomach to her belly button. I moved over a little and started kissing her up her right side, and then moved to the other side and kissed her down her left side.I went back kissing her stomach and reached her panties. I took them off, but instead of going down on her, I licked her thighs, and. So far, she’d been able to keep the Greek at bay but right now, her resolve was weakening. Especially with the offer he’d just put in front of her. ‘It’s guaranteed, beautiful Lauren,’ Demetrius told her. ‘Guaranteed?’ He strutted across the wide expanse of his pretentious office. Lauren had never seen a desk that large, and the green, curved leather chair was a perfect match. The long couch she was sitting on would accommodate four people, and the drinks cabinet to the side was always well.