I placed my cock at her entrance and pushed slightly, eliciting a moan from each of us. ‘I want it, and I’ll take it.’ I said as I pushed forwa...d burying my hard cock deep inside her. Chrissy let out a sharp moan, as she threw her head back. I began long hard strokes, the moans synchronized quickly. ‘Pull my hair.’ She gasped. I reached up and gathered her hair and pulled her head back gently. Her moans increased and my tempo picked up, my hips driving her forward with every stroke. She began. "Yes, I do believe you are correct. Ashley, start moaning like a little girl for us". In such a compromising position I hardly felt able to argue and I started letting out some high pitched squeaks, gasps and moans with each thrust of Jamie's fingers into my anus and rubbing and pressing up against my prostate. I felt so vulgar but it was worsened when the pink haired girl added "and he should be thrusting his ass back onto her fingers too instead of just lying there". The teacher agreed and I. Walker - I still cannot seem to call him Jason - were sitting at the table, drinking coffee. Looking around, I could see no signs of breakfast being prepared."Where's breakfast," Lisa asked."I thought we could all go out for breakfast," Mr. Walker said.Lisa was ecstatic. I couldn't figure it out. I mean, it was just breakfast."Yes," Lisa exclaimed, fleeing from the room."You may want to get your shoes and jacket," Mr. Walker said. "We'll be leaving in a few moments."I still didn't understand. I was home for a one week break and decided to swing by Mrs. Sweeney's house. I walked up the driveway behind the row homes to see if the back door was open. It was so I walked in. As I walked up the basement steps I noticed how quite it was. I walked into the dining room and looking around into the kitchen and living room there was nobody there. I walked up the stairs to the bedrooms and decided to be quite in case she was sleeping. When I got to the top of the stairs I could see her bed room.