Seth had become obsessed with fucking my ass ever since I had opened up for him two months prior and my poor little hole was so sore! I would often si... in my school desk sideways to relieve the pressure and often cried at the start of anal with him because it was so raw.Was I in love with Seth? I wasn't really sure. I knew I liked him a lot and didn't want to lose him, so I had made up my mind that I would give myself until our third month anniversary to give up my vaginal virginity. I was so. ..” Krista couldn’t even finish her sentence. “Amazing,” Jake finished for her. “Wrong,” Krista spat as she creamed on Jakes dick again. “It is so wrong. But you fuck so good.” Jake started to pick up speed as he reached his big climax. He leaned over Krista so that his chest was on her back and he started to fuck her so far she was actually screaming, in a good way. The table was moving with every thrust he gave until eventually it was up against a wall and slamming against the wall,. I was mesmerized and found myself wishing I could do the same. Not put on a performance on film, certainly, but wishing that I could manage to look as sensuously sexy while masturbating for Mrs. Vandermeer.The show must have lasted fifteen minutes before I heard the distinctly male voice behind the camera speak for the first time.“You may come now.”“Oh my god,” I gasped, unable to tear my eyes from the screen as she cried out softly in ecstasy, her lashes fluttering as her head rolled slightly. Stephie wasn't in my first period class. Mr. Kennedy's government class apparently appealed to the athletes. I recognized most of the guys as athletes, greeting them with high fives, low fives, and forearm bumps as they were offered to me. I greeted every "Trickster" with a "Dude." There was a smattering of girls in the class, as well, although they were a distinct minority. It was a fairly dull class; Mr. Kennedy was a fairly dull teacher. He passed out the textbooks, gave us our first.