So I went home and got changed and told my mum I was going to my friends birthday party, my mum wasn't happy about me going out dressed the way I was ...ut I told her I just wanted to fit in with all the other girls. She eventually agreed and I was on my way.I waited at the school gates for Mr. Smith (hopefully a good fucking could keep my mind off the whole Chloe thing. His car pulled up I quickly jumped in and we was on the way to his house. When we got there I just wanted to fuck him so we cut. "Lick it, damn you!" shouts the priest while he painfully twists Chrissy'swrist. Reluctantly the girl opens her mouth and runs the tip of her tongue throughthe glistening puddle of sperm. She lifts her head to look at Mother SuperiorAvila. A dollop of sperm that rests on the tip of her student's pink tongueamuses the nun. The priest forces Chrissy's head down again and doesn't releaseher until she licks all the semen from the boy's belly. Only then does thearchbishop permit the schoolgirl to. A few minutes later I walked back to the bedroom just as Jessica was hanging up the phone and giggling.“What’s so funny?” I asked.“She was telling me a story about you.” “What story?”“About another massage you gave and the payment you received.” she said with another laugh. All that I could think was … well, I couldn’t really think.“She told you THAT?!” I choked out.“That, and that you were disappointed when she couldn’t get home on time. That explains what you nearly undressed me when I came. No worries, though. I'll find you plenty ofopportunities to get some nice cocks in your own mouth. That shouldn't behard for a pretty boy like you."The term "pretty boy" stung because it was true. Growing up a spoiled richkid, I never did a lot of physical work, so I was on the thin side. I woremy hair in a ponytail halfway down my back. Not only did I like it thatway, but it seemed appropriate for somebody heading Powers Design, thesomewhat artsy interior design form for high-end offices. I.