" What boy?" Sean says enthusiastically."A boy saved me once from being ganged raped. Instead, he ate my pussy until I creamed on his lips, and I suck...d him dry in return for his protection," Isabelle says, stroking Sean's hardening dick through his pants."That was me!" he confesses, "I was the boy in the village." Were you truly?!" she mockingly replies. "I always wished to give you more, and yet, I knew I had to behave despite my incessant need to feel you between my legs."He groans at her. She had never done that before and she didn't even seem to notice as several of her friends stared open mouthed at us. I had hugged her on a number of occasions and once or twice given her a kiss on the cheek when Cindy and I were leaving their home or they were departing ours, but I had no idea what Stefanie was thinking. I wordlessly wondered if she was interpreting those platonic hugs and kisses as more than they were. She didn't keep me waiting long for the answer. "Finally we're alone. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Ash sitting next to her, doing the exact opposite. He didn't wave or anything; he just sat there frowning, his russet brown eyes glaring through the window pane.Katrina sighed. She couldn't blame him for being miserably. Ash had gotten severely burned when trying to put out a fire that had happened at a nearby neighbor's house a few weeks ago. He had acted heroically when he rushed into the burning building to help pull one of the kids out from under. Watching her tease her nipples while smelling her nubile musk, I was lost. Her finger continued its journey down her stomach, no doubt an imaginary substitute for the riding crop I guessed she was reading about at that very moment. I held my breath as her fingers approached the hem of her t-shirt. My own hand was frozen in a tight grip around the head of my cock. Time stood still as Julie, excruciatingly slowly, lifted her hand from her waist to turn the page. She turned her head to check again.