"That's true. We're going to marry them, but you know that." Yes," Jean said with a warm smile."And you're right. Our problem isn't about them. They'r... both dynamite in bed." Hot little sex kittens who purr when you stroke them." I can't decide which one is best. I love fucking both of them."Jean tightened and her eyes widened at this revelation, but she fought to control her emotions and appear nonplused."And they both enjoy fucking us."She laughed with a hint of nervousness.The men didn't. Such treatment could have been due to how she looked or the reputation she carried. But Shane had never really broached the subject. However… ‘What’s up, Rachel?’ Shane smiled happily as she looked down at her. ‘Headed over now?’ Rachel nodded back to him. Her next class was the one they had together. She tucked some hair behind her ear as they began to walk side by side. ‘Yup. One final hour until freedom, right?’ She let out a casual laugh. ‘Oh yeah. I hear you.’ Shane grinned along with her. In any case, I swallowed, and she gave me two more spurts, waiting for me to swallow each time. Again I experienced the unusual gag reflexes. She had more to give but was worried that more might interfere with what would come next so she finished by pissing the rest into a mug.She had me lie down and scoot my head under her portable toilet seat. She sat down, pussy facing me, and as I began servicing her asshole and pussy with my tongue, she described her desired outcome. “My need right now is. He drove me to school, we undressed at the entrance just like all week, he kissed me lightly on the cheek-then he disappeared.What a morning. My poor teachers. Usually I'm a decent student, though I'm no Natalie Weinberg. Not this day. I was in a complete fog.I had one constant mantra running through my head: Love or sex. Love or sex. Love or sex. I couldn't get it out of my mind. Because there was no longer any doubt in my mind about one thing-I was falling in love with him as surely as he was.