Where have they been? Most of them can't construct a sentence correctly; most of them can't write coherently; some can't even read; and yet, they're i... senior high school.He sighed and wagged his head again and picked up another paper to read.He perked up when he read the title of the paper: "Why I Am Gay" by Brandon Gray. He read it with increasing interest and enjoyment. Not only was the essay well-written and almost free of grammatical errors, it was revealing, provocative, graphic, and. "Matilda couldn't wait to get back to the room and be fucked by this man. She ached from head to toe.After the concert, they were walking around the grounds and saw a commotion. A man had dropped to one knee and proposed to his lucky girlfriend. Matilda and Jakob sat on a bench to watch the excitement. The crowd applauded as the elated girlfriend wrapped her arms around her new fiance in indescribable happiness.Matilda saw the lovebirds and couldn't help but feel jealous and a lack of. My eyes linger on his beautiful cock, hard and erect as it lays so inviting against the flat belly. I bend and move to kiss him. "Do you know how much I want to fuck you?" I whisper as my lips brush his. "No," he whispers in reply, "Maybe you could show me." I can hear the tease in his voice. "Maybe," I whisper as I pull away slightly. His eyes follow as my lips lower to his chest. He's watching as I make an exaggerated bite on his nipple. His chest rises to me as I nip at the hard little. As he was pouring, Thornton came bustling in."Oh good, you're both here. Morning Mary. Morning Jack. Mmmm,coffee. Great! While you're at it, Jack, I take mine black. Thanks."Jack's face was burning as he served coffee to both Mary andThornton. Mary's eyes sparkled in triumphant amusement as she acceptedher cup. Jack felt he'd been played for a fool. He didn't think Marycould have orchestrated Thornton's arrival so accurately, but theincident seemed to emphasize how she managed to capitalize on.