Rory stood there watching me with my hand out and that made me feel even more ashamed of what I had just done.“Yeah, I am not sure if I’d rather e...t that stale chicken behind your counter or that gross gob of semen off the floor,” I told him sarcastically. I shouldn’t have been mean – I needed him to give me my money and he could still call the police now that he was done with me.“I am starving mom,” Rory reminded me we had not eaten. We were going to eat when we made it to Tuscaloosa and that. I love the way you look at me, and you grin wide as you see me blush. The light cascading over us both, a soft silhouette of us reflects off the far wall. Playfully I tug on your chin, bringing you down for a kiss, and you come so willingly. Mmm my Sir, I love your lips on mine. My sweet warmth of slippery softness pulses hard against you, throbbing, urging you on inside me. We’re in no rush right now, we just need this moment. It’s perfect, your cock buried deep inside my treasure chest.. Roger was thinking. “Also, you know, something like a third of the senior class must have been 18 last September and most of us will turn 18 during our senior year. I think maybe three-quarters of the seniors must be 18 by now,” he said. “If that’s right, then fourteen of the eighteen seniors they picked today will be older than 18,” he laughed. “None of them can be compelled to participate.”The bell rang to start the period and they sat down.“Yeah,” Cynthia agreed in a whisper. “I’m gonna text. At some point I ended up sitting next to her working on some figures and I could feel her body heat. Somehow I found this a bit of a turn on and started to get a hard on. Starting to feel flustered I desperately tried to think anything but every time I looked across I found myself looking down her blouse at breasts. They were gorgeous, well rounded with a lovely dusting of light brow freckles. I also noticed that she was wearing a rather fetching black lace bra, which seemed to accentuate the.