I met my friends, Amanda and Claire, as I left the toilet. Amanda was similar to myself in body shape, except she was a lot more blessed in the booba...e department, her obvious D cups bouncing as she walked along beside me. She was a typical schoolgirl, obsessed with celebrities, so much so she had dyed blonde hair, several piercings and all the fashionable clothing. Claire was just about the polar opposite, at only five foot five she was several inches smaller than me and Amanda. She was. She looked absolutely voluptuous in the silk skirt suit she was wearing (she even dresses like a newscaster). She is ... what is it that women are called when they are tall and striking? Statuesque! She looked around the room at each of us and smiled."Got any more pot, you guys?" she asked. Madeleine held up the bong and Belinda took it, sat down in the stuffed chair in a corner of the room, picked up a book of matches, and lit the bong. After she had taken a couple of hits, she looked over at. Just the trams are horrible when you wake up with a hangover."I did something that made perfect sense, but had only one purpose: I leaned forward, grabbed my top, pulled it down all the way to under my butt and sat back down. It seemed perfectly logical to cover up my butt, but since Xander couldn't see that, the only real effect was that the stretched top had more and more trouble hiding my nipples. There's Newton's law about every action having an equal and opposite reaction for you.. I want to bury my tongue so deep inside of you right now. I hope you know that. She smirked darkly and turned around so that she was straddling my stomach. She bent over and I got a great view of my dinner and desert. I moaned loudly as she licked at my center. Shh, someone will hear us. She told me but I couldnt help myself. She was too hot and just the simple thought of her tongue inside of me was setting me off. Finally she sat on my face, shutting me up completely. I licked at my juices.