Neither one of them said anything they just lay there amidst the woodwinds and brass, contemplating the mystery of adulthood they had just experienced... Footsteps echoed up the hall, Chrissie threw Jake a terrified look. He simply held his finger to her lips bidding her to be quiet and still. The footsteps of the security guard walked past the door of the music room and on down the long corridor. Hurriedly they got dressed. He whispered in her ear about the corn maze and how a bunch of. They were all cool, no ogling or drooling, but once she left, it sounded like a high school locker room, each one of them, each one of us announcing which of her holes we would want to cum into first. The vote was three to one in favor of her mouth; my own choice was her cunt. The conversation degenerated into talk of gang bangs and such.As I stood over her, staring at the wet stain on the front of her panties, my mind flashed back to that interview, then back even farther to the first. I whispered to Sheena—she’d be my mouthpiece for this.“I’d like to start the bidding at one million,” the auctioneer began.Sheena jumped up as she had earlier. “FIVE MILLION.” The room went silent in a second.“Excuse me, young lady…did you say five million?”“Yes, sir—that was my bid.”“I’m sorry, but I forget your name.”“Philips…Sheena Philips…um, hold on…TEN MILLION.”“Any other bids?”“TWELVE,” shouted a familiar voice from the other side of the room. I was tempted to stop the bidding because. It was a nice Sunday afternoon and people were sick of being stuck at home because of the pandemic, so the hiking trails nearby were a popular destination. I was a little hesitant to cruise because of corona virus, but it had been a few weeks and I needed to have a nice hard cock in my mouth.Just before getting out of my car, a police officer pulled into the lot. Too risky for me, so I decided to leave and try again in a few minutes, hoping he’d leave. I drove down the street to the Dunkin’.