His nose was stuck into my jeans and he licked at my pussy. The roughness of his tongue was something that I could feel beneath my tight jeans. I wond...red how it would feel to have his tongue on my pussy. I lay there thinking about how wrong it would be to do this. Worse, what if someone walked up behind me and caught me letting the dog lick my little sweet tight pussy. I had never been with anyone before, at 15 I was still a good girl. I had a boyfriend or two in the least year, but I never. You have two phone calls from your family." The speakers said around the room and Mr. Richards puts down his clipboard, tells us he will be back in fifteen minutes and walks out of the room. I try not to notice Murry locking the door and Matt shutting the blinds. Oh jeez, what I'd kill to know what they were thinking. "Murry is the first to approach me. He takes the running machine beside me and he goes to turn on the machine but I stop mine, take the collar of his black hoodie and press my. This is an isolated incident. I'm not indicating we'll always talk alone in my room."I had never thought about it. But now that Stephanie reminded me, it seemed to be an intriguing idea. I had to quickly ban the thought. "I know that. Don't worry," I said.Stephanie took a look at her watch. I did the same. It was already half past twelve in the morning. I didn't know time would pass so fast. I got up from my chair."Juan, I would appreciate you don't tell anyone you've been here," Stephanie. So of course that really turned me on. I made him write love letters to these guys, begging to be fucked again and to suck their cocks and masculine teenage assholes. Then I mailed them to the jocks along with a note saying I found the pig on the street and would any of his old pals like to work him over again for old times sake.Jesse, the sturdiest high school senior I ever saw called me. When we finally met, I was tempted to k**nap the fucker and train him myself, turn his jock ass into a.