She had no underwear on and her perfect bum was exposed to me. I gasped out loud and she smiled. She turned round to face me, sat herself on the desk ...n front of the mirror and put her feet on the stool. She slid her hand up her leg from her ankle, pulled her dress up and spread her legs. Her pussy looked almost pretty, I'd never seen a pussy like that in flesh only ones on porn films me and Gavin watched. She was wet; it was running out of her lips. She parted her lips and put two fingers. Ben was there, and Ben was pissed. Well, he appeared angry as well as intoxicated. If I heard him correctly, he had found two positive home pregnancy tests on the bathroom counter, and assumed that Britney was the owner. I was not about to open the screen door for an intoxicated guy with poor judgment, so I let him carry on for a while. Linda and Britney appeared at my side, and Ben kicked things into higher gear.He initiated his short lecture series on “Sluts, And The Slutty Sluts Who Don’t. She started doing sexy stretches with her athletic legs spread high against the lockers, showing off her beautiful, bald pussy. I could see her moist little pussy lips and clit, both swollen begging for some attention. My cock was hardening as she reached out and began jacking me off. Some pre-cum dribbled from my cock head‘s slit, which she used for lube to stroke me and make me harder. I fingered her pussy while her leg was stretched out against the locker, . I had climbed onto the bed and, on my knees, moved closer to her with one hand holding the spoon and the other cupped guardedly beneath it."You were right," she said, sniffing. "That stuff really does taste awful. And you can taste it for a week!" Yumyum," I said, moving the spoon closer."Oh," she whimpered, wincing again. "Do I have to?"I nodded. "It hurts me more than it hurts you." Right," she muttered, eyeing the spoon with mild terror. "Oh... all right." She opened her mouth and I dipped.