Her mother Ellie called me and as Sophie was staying with a friend that night would I like to go over for dinner, obviously I had to decline due to ot...er commitments but we did agree to meet on another day.I had just got out the shower when I heard the doorbell ring, damn I wasn’t even dry so I grabbed a pair of white sports shorts quickly and a towel and headed down to the door, white was the wrong colour as I was still wet and they had become somewhat transparent. Sophie smiled as I opened. You pull her up and kiss her again for a second. “Fuck you're a good cock sucker.” She smiles. “So this is what you like to do with your girlfriends?” “That’s just the beginning. Let me show you how it ends.” You reach down and grab her by the front of her jeans. You start to undo her belt. “Oh, so you like to treat your girlfriends like whores,” she mutters. You open her belt then undo her jeans opening up the front. You see the front of her panties. You moan seeing this secret area. You look. The next lesson was a drag and when it was over I realised that i had History afterwards, this was my favourite lesson as i sat direclty in front of Miss Peters desk and Hannah wasnt in my History class so there was no way of getting caught looking at her. As I walked in, me and my friends greeted her with a "Hey Katy!" She just frowned and told us to sit down. We had to watch some shitty documentary about the state of Germanies economy in the 30's. Naturally being the laughing stock of the. I could see his balls draw up and nearly disappear into him and then his head rolled back and a warrior cry of pain and pleasure filled the darkened room. Tara continued to pound his ass without mercy and my own cock and balls sprung free into the air for the first time in what felt like hours!Jane was lying on her belly panting, “Oh my God, Oh my God.” Thomas’ rapidly softening cock slipped out of Jane’s pussy and having spent more than just his load in my buxom wife, he pitched forward.