‘Well, the school made a very good choice, didn’t they?’ Miss Fay purred. Just her touch of my base almost killed me, it was my teacher, my fuck...ng Latin teacher, whipping out my cock to please herself. She tapped my great head with her tongue. She tapped again. And then again. She started to encircle my tip with her tip. Until she slowly moved down into a point when her mouth touched it. She slowly enveloped my dick, going up the bone, very slowly passing the head, and then her mouth was. He moved in front of me and presented his cock to my mouth. I took him in and licked him clean and worked to get his cock back to life. As I sucked on his cock my eyes were on the heart shaped birthmark in front of them and I smiled as I thought of the significance. The heart was a symbol of love and Bobby and I sure did love to fuck.When I had him hard again he stood me up and then bent me over the back of the bed. I felt his cock push at my asshole and I spread my legs a little farther apart. You can't help but let out a yawn as you push yourself off your seat, and a moment later, you hope to the ancient gods that you haven't embarrassed yourself. None of them answer your wish, but quite fortunately, the train car is utterly devoid of anybody but you and the stoic-looking young man sitting down the car, and he hasn't taken a single glance in your direction. It honestly feels somewhat creepy, like the start of a horror simulation you dove into once, but it makes sense at least. Not. I will fulfill any fantasy they want filled, no matter how outrageous it is. Is that what you want; for me to become their whore? Put this stupid idea out of your mind right now. Do not treat me this way or you’ll live to regret it.”“Why would you even say such a thing?” Pietro protested.“Because you’re willing to wager my nude body to your friends. To have them grope and fondle me for a weekend like they have all afternoon, right in front of you, while you do nothing. You think they would.