Her cheeks were caked with the salty after wash and her nose felt like a ragged pair of hoops, brittle with dried snot. She felt utterly and completel... disgusting – and profoundly better. Like all the sadness of a century, compacted and squeezed out of her with a twist and a wring and a shake. She drew back, smiling up at Bryce, who looked down at her sympathetically.“So, uh, don’t take this the wrong way, Tiff,” he said, grinning slightly. “But you look like hell.”“Thanks,” Tiff mumbled. “Yo!. Suddenly I felt her tongue licking around my cock head. Around and around it and over the end of it. Suddenly I saw her open her mouth and slip it down over my cock head.I was surprised, but mostly surprised that she didn’t seem to really know how to suck my cock. She looked at me, pulling it out of her mouth.“I, I, I’ve never suck a cock before.” She said hesitantly. “Your, your brother won’t let me suck his. He, he says it isn’t right.” Then she slipped it down over my cock head again. I was. " "Smile!" The photographer said. "!...2...3"... and... SNAP!The next day it was raining again as Ryan showed up in baggy jeans and asweat shirt. Miss Broadside stared, displeased. "That sort of outfit is goodfor outside exercises, but not for school on a day like this." Does that mean I have to wear a dress again?" Ryan asked. He soundedupside while trying to hide his hope as well. He loved the way the airydress had felt and how free he felt when he moved in it. "It's not thatimportant for. ’ I began to feel a little more daring as I added ‘I just saw the look you gave me in the office.’ His eyebrows raised slightly as he ran his gaze down my chest. My breathing was rapid as I stood silent. His hand came up to my small waist and grabbed it pulling my body against his toned chest. I felt his staggered breathing against my cheek as he said softly, ‘ I want to fuck you.’ My mind tossed as I replayed the words he had just spoken. ‘I’ve had my eyes on you since you got here. That tight.