. She shared a glance with Mark, who gave her bony thigh a squeeze, and got up to talk to her girlfriend."We, uh, haven't..." Wanda ventured."Yeah. I'... sorry..." Well, Mark Torres..." Wanda understood the priority -- it just hurt."Yeah." Janice nodded. "Come on, where are you sitting?" Our usual..." Wanda couldn't finish. Was there a 'we' in the face of the current situation? Was she going to lose her best friend?But Janice went right over and sat down, and Wanda settled into her own seat. "I'm. Your hips buck against me eagerly as if telling me you want more. I take in as much I can manage and choke a little. You praise me through a moan as I hollow my cheeks to suck harder. "Fuck." You breathlessly hiss as you take over and fuck my mouth. I can't help being turned on by pleasing you and moan from just your sounds alone. After a while you allow me to crawl up and straddle you. We share heated kisses before I guide you inside of me. Your eyes close in pleasure at feeling how wet I am. She looked up at me and giggled and said, “your cute.” About 15 minutes went by when I heard Mr. Wershire say, “time to pack up.” I started to gather my things when I felt I hand on my leg. I looked up at Alicia startled and she looked back nervously. I felt her hand move up to my crotch and I could feel her stroking my cock. She looked up at me and asked, “Do you want to work on this project after school today. “Yeah.” Just then the bell rang and I got up and quickly gave her a kiss, then. I used the time to check my potential audience. And I got the shakes. All these strange women, a crowd of more than a dozen – how would they react? Could I do it? But I had to; I could not back out now. I noticed a mature woman beside me sniffing the air. She had a puzzled look on her face. I realized suddenly that she was smelling me; my arousal must be making me juice some more and she was picking up the scent. Time to get to it.The older women tried to ignore the younger ones, who were noisy.