"No," I said sadly so I lied, "my dad wouldn't allow it." We're going in Debbie's new car," said Tammy proudly.New car as well, I thought."Where do yo... work?" I asked."At Sand's nightclub," she said.I hadn't heard of it and it must have shown on my face."Yeah it's just off the Strip," she explained."She does Pole dancing and things," Tammy whispered."Topless dancing mostly," Debbie explained. "Pay's good, you should try it." Pole dancing, topless" I gulp, "no I couldn't." It's easy," she. Jeff quietly hugged her back and just held her for a few minutes. It was fucking awful. How could this bastard do this to her? To us? I started to turn the tape off when I noticed him starting to gently rock himself inside her. She didn't react at first, but then, almost involuntarily, she began subtly moving her hips in time with his. With a smoothing voice he told her, "It's alright. Just feel me inside you and let yourself go." It was like he was hypnotizing her. Slowly at first, and then. Luella walked back to her seat slowly, while the awkward atmosphere bit into me. The teacher was staring at me somewhat accusingly, and then shook her head and continued with the class. I hated english for this very reason – creativeness led to our personal, hormone-filled teenaged lives, and this was never a good thing. After class, Luella was crying. We’d just broken up a few days ago, or I had broken up with her… but really, her drama had just become a little to much for me – she was never. But not only was Amy getting pleasure from Roberta's mouth and tongue, she was getting them from the repeated brush of Les' balls back against her forehead as he fucked in and out of Roberta's cunt. Each time she felt the soft brush of the lower part of the wrinkled flesh sack, Amy couldn't help but think that it meant he was thrusting the full length of his huge prick into Roberta's pussy... ... which only made Amy remember, mentally and physically, what it had been like to have that same.