When I climbed back into the truck I could see Judy’s look of consternation, and Cheryl’s shrug of frustration.It was time to get my classmates an... teachers home.The trip was completely uneventful. There was very little traffic, especially once we were away from the Research Triangle. The interstate was a pleasant surprise, and we made it to Greenville in less than ninety minutes. As we pulled up in front of the school we were welcomed by a small flotilla of cars. It seemed like every one of. Ah, the age of caller I.D."Hey..." I said tiredly."You're back!" Evidently." You don't sound excited to hear my voice," she pouted. Megan had seemingly built this moment into some grand reunion and I was disappointing her."Sorry. I'm just exhausted. I couldn't sleep for the entire drive down," I replied wearily."Oh, okay." She went silent for a second.Now what was I supposed to do? Brandi had said to call her but hadn't told me what to say. What did I want to say? Hey Megan, I still like you. 'Trapped was right. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pull thezipper down. Not just because of how massively awkward it was, and atthis stage I had my face stuffed into my own breasts trying desperatelyto get it down, but because it was seemingly sealed permanently inplace!I gave up, red-faced and flustered, and decided just to cut it off. Iswished and waddled my way to the ensuite where I grabbed a pair of nailscissors. I put them at the taut hem of the dress and began to cut. Theymade. When Kate had gone a few inches into Hazel’s tight little ass, she stopped and pulled back a little bit. Every single little movement that Kate made inside there, Hazel could feel with infinite depth, so when Kate pulled almost her entire cock out of the young brunette’s ass she groaned in delight. The sudden switch from being filled with juicy cock meat to being emptied like a vacuum was too much for cute little Hazel and she shot a hand down to her wet pussy, rubbing her begging clitoris to.