Unlike St. Dunstan's last swim meet, everyone was dressed to welcome the incoming two buses. A stand near the entrance doors offered soft drinks and h...t dogs, and a DJ from Buchanan's AV club provided pop tunes. The Buchanan cheerleading squad was there. Someone in the Buchanan school newspaper had managed to put together a pamphlet listing of the competing girls from both teams with a brief bio, with an admittedly low-quality picture on the front showing Debbie ready for the starting gun at. ....i noticed that she couldnt draw her eyes away from my hard throbbing dick, so..... perhaps i should try and be a little daring......'do you like what you see?'i ran my fingers up the length of my pulsating cock, watching her watching me, she didnt speak, she looked bewildered, i walked up to her and put one hand on her waist, i took hers with other hand and brought it to my cock' touch it' i ordered, she reluctantly stroked the length of my cock, then snatched her hand away and tried to. Slowly she started enjoying it and she caught my dick and put it into her pussy. It didn’t go in eventually, so I pulled it out and laid her down. She shivered as her bare back touched the cold floor.I crept slowly to her pussy and started to fiddle it with my tongue. I licked her sides and then licked the tip of her pussy. She started to twist and turn and occasionally moaned my name.She tightened the grasp of her leg and pulled my face into her pussy. I was gaping for air. I used my fingers. That exposure had increased once he'd been nominated as the year book photographer, with many of the lesser lights offering various inducements to have a good picture for their entry. Danny was only human and had accepted a few of the offers though he'd never talk about it. He felt that it undermined his opinion of himself for having resorted, in effect to blackmail, albeit self generated.The kitchen table currently held the seven images he considered the pick of the crop, images that he'd.