‘Look miss…. What’s your name anyway?’ ‘Shelly,’ she said in a tiny, wavering squeak. Eric smiled kindly to comfort her. ‘Shelly, please...tell me what’s wrong. Is there any thing I can do to help?’ Shelly began slowly shaking her head from side to side. ‘I don’t…he’s…he’s dead. I mean dead. It’s been thirteen years and he’s just gone.’ Eric looked mortified as he felt his breath betray him. ‘Good Lord. Poor girl. I’m so sorry for your loss. Is there someone I can call to pick you up? Do you need. He now liked the look of it. That was enough. Grabbing the base of his cock with one hand and cheek in the other to steady himself, he positioned the tip of is cock just outside that little rose of flesh. “Tell me what you want,” he said, “You need to tell me it’s mine.”“I want you to fuck me. It’s yours, I’m so fucking yours…” she insisted, now leading his cock into her. He obliged. Her juices were so ample, it was wet enough to take his throbbing head, to push in easily. “Oh god, “ she. "Miss Rhea, stoically obeying the harsh prefect, lifted Julia, Amy's unresisting roommate, out of her seat and dragged her by one arm to the front of the room. Julia's chestnut-brown ponytail jerked wildly as the muscular teacher swung her this way and that, sending the cute, freckled girl's giant tits bouncing erotically in her black lacy uniform top. Sydney, turning to face the girl, shoved one of Julia's slender, creamy hands, the nails an eager bubblegum-pink, into her own pants. Sydney. I lost track of how many times it happened and collapsed exhausted on her bed.“Open your eyes Laura,” Aly said softly.I opened them and looked up at her. She was sitting by my side on the bed lightly stroking my head. “That was an orgasm,” she explained. “When you play with your clitoris enough, you get an orgasm. It feels like an explosion that sends waves of pleasure through your body.”“That was exactly how it felt!” I exclaimed. “It felt soooooo good!”“I’m glad you liked it!” Aly said. “If.