It always pissed people offthat I didn’t give a damn what they thought about me.Now, although I wasn’t the Al Snow of the group I wasnR...7;tthe most popular person either. Anyway, I’m getting offtrack, well the point I’m trying to make is, the non-prepgirl seemed to love me, but the problem was they were allas ugly as a fucking horses ass. So anyway, you know I would flirt with the prep girlsand get on their good side, because they have the bestbodies, of course. . Michelle was in a pair of tight jeans and pull over. It was obvious that none of the young ladies had bothered with a bra."I'm interested in hearing it," Mr. Driller said, pulling his mind out of the gutter. These girls might be 18 but they were still way too young for him."We have determined two initial problems," Michelle said. "First off, Jason Crumbpecker is riding a wave of popularity with the males because he slept with all three of us during the summer. That cannot be allowed to. “Yes… please yes…” she moaned, as she stood there helpless to his advances. Opening her soul to him was all she could do, she was powerless otherwise. Sliding his hands down her sides as he kissed her breasts and nipples, he reached her skirt as he pulls it up over her hips. He finds she has no panties on as his hand run across her swollen mounds of flesh. Involuntarily, she pushes her hips forward as his hand brushes gently across her sex. Letting another moan escape her. The boy who was pounding her pussy began to increase his pace, driving into her as hard as he could, and she arched her back at the feeling. “Yeah, fuck that sweet cunt, spray your jizz deep inside of her!” The voice came from somewhere to her right. Above her, the guy that was fucking her mouth began to moan loudly, grabbing her face with his hands and thrusting in and out of her mouth frantically. “Yeah, you like that, bitch?” she heard him say. “You like it when I fuck your face like this?”.