I groaned, head banging back into the locker. The metal gong echoed around us.“Shit, yes!” I groaned, my face scrunching up. “Oh, goddamn, that'... good. “That's fucking what I need.”“Mmm, make him cum, sis,” moaned Lacy. “And I'll do this.” She suckled.Tracy squealed.She nursed hard on my cock, her tongue playing with my tip. I groaned, my eyes locked on that senior's tits. She kneaded them. Squeezed them. Then a freshman girl flashed me, her breasts little mounds of budding delight. This was so. ..” I knew which clothing he meant so before him on the big bed I lay a full crutch roll on girdle and a peephole bra both studded with tiny pins the points facing inward, and then stood quietly waiting, knowing the agony wearing these would bring to my poor body. He produced a spray, a sterilizing spray of some kind, which he sprayed the tiny 2mm teeth with, “don`t want you poisoned do we” he grunted, as he put the can on the dresser, his big rough hands now slid over my basque, gently. "What do you mean, alone? Isn't the janitor here?" He's already done his thing and gone home." She looped her arm around his. "The only people in this part of the school are the two of us, and we don't have to be back to the dance until 10." Okay," he said. He looked around the darkened hall, wetting his lips nervously. "What did you have in mind?"She led him up one hall and down another, stopping just outside the room she wanted. She guided his hands to her waist and backed into the door,. ’ ‘Oh Alex, yes!’ She was about six inches shorter than my six-foot-one. She tilted her head up and closed her eyes. She puckered her lips, and I leaned slowly down and gave her a tentative peck. I pulled back and looked to see her reaction. She looked at me and smiled again. ‘Can we, uh, do that again?’ she asked. I leaned back down and our lips touched again. She let go of my hands, and I thought something was wrong. I was about to pull back when I felt her arms around my neck for the first.