Horny as hell, you thrust your cock into my mouth. Pulling out.“No slave, do not push you cock into my mouth! Let me do the work, then we’ll see i... you can thrust!” I say, demanding obedience. Your body staying still, I wrap my hand around your cock, and swallow your cock in my mouth. You want to thrust, but I push you down, with my pussy in your face. Licking your cock, swallowing your balls into my mouth. Your skin starts to get warm. I stop with amazement and start back up again. Continuing. . With that, James snickered, and changed tempo. This new piece hadsome strong Indian influence, sounding almost as if it should be playedon a sitar. The chords were not typically western, being mostly inminor key, and rapidly switching from high to low. Heck, it worked forthe Beatles. "Did you make that up, Maggie?" Julie's voice from the hallwaywasn't as distracting as Randall's had been a few days previously.James grinned, and turned, continuing to play as she did so. Julie andElaine stood. I was hoping she wouldn't notice and would leave before it became too obvious but instead she went over to the other side of the bed and got in next to me.I asked what she was doing and she said that it was her house and her bed so she was entitled to.I said that was okay but what would her husband say if he came up and found her in bed with me.She said that all she was doing was sitting in bed drinking tea and anyway her husband had gone to work.By now my cock was rock hard and creating a peak. )My name is Mike Decker, and I'm a senior in high school. The only bad thing about my high school? It's a spare bedroom in my house, that my mom converted to a classroom. You see, when my twin sister Molly and I were born, my mom read all the parenting books. ALL of them. She decided that, because public schools aren't quite the best academically and private schools cost an arm and a leg, and typically try to cram in religious dogma, that she would homeschool my sister and I.Now, I'm sure that.