” “Nothing’s been ringing my bell,” Carlotta said sadly. “The technical name is clitoris.” I sat up straight. “I know where your clitori... is,” I said. “Oh that’s wonderful,” Carlotta said, looking jubilant. “It’s in your throat,” I said. “Deep in your throat.” “No it isn’t,” Carlotta said, crestfallen, “you’ve been watching too many movies.” She got up on my desk, opened her legs, pulled aside her black lace panties and showed me. “That’s it right there,” she said. “Doesn’t look like much,” I. I rubbed it around with my fingers making his pantyhose wet. As I was doing this John was busy watching us and playing with his own cock which was also now creating a bulge at the front of his pantyhose. Taking peters cock from my mouth I continued to stroke it as I moved my mouth to Dave and began to lick his precum soaked pantyhose before closing my mouth over his cock and sucking him. I felt a movement behind me and then I felt johns hard nylon covered cock rubbing up and down the valley of. I think she was up half the night between the heat and her brain frying." Where's Heather?" Heather was off Mondays."Dithering," Michael chuckled. "Hopping from one foot to the other. Mom tried to scare her and read her the Riot Act for sucking you, then tried to talk to her about sex -- which just fucked up her head. She's nervous, but she knows Amy will give her crap if she gets all chicken-shit."I nodded, grunting. I don't rape my women, but I was coercing the living shit out of Jean; that. I saw more and more of his cock. Finally I saw it, and his balls, fully uncovered. "Wow!" I gasped in a deep husky voice as I gazed at it. "It's beautiful. So beautiful." As I looked at it, I saw it throbbing ... pulsing back and forth. Then I saw a small pearl of liquid seeping from the hole. As I stared at it the drop got bigger and bigger. Not really thinking about what I was doing, I tentatively reached up with my index finger and wiped the drop. Hearing Neil gasp as I touched it, I.