We went into Jana's room to add our hair band, fairyearrings and makeup. Miss very all together was finishing her makeup.She looked every bit as gorge...us as she did for the dance last Fridaynight. We sat down I started to remove my makeup. Jan had to do mynails and twenty minutes later I had two coats of glittery magenta nailpolish on my fingers, a fairy appliqu? on both index fingers, a coat ofclear finish then she passed her hand over them making it all dryinstantly. Jana painted Tracey's who. I felt so naughty through my next classes. I had to be so careful not to flash my pussy at anyone. I wanted Mr. Belmont to educate me. Not fat Mr. Addlebury or toad-face Mrs. Havershan. I wanted a sexy man to teach me.I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I had to get my anal lesson from him. I shuddered, knowing my perfect opportunity was coming. I kept thinking about it through the boring math class and English class.I sucked on my pen through Mrs. Havershan’s tedious lesson on irregular verbs. A two-minute quickie and he rolls off and is snoring before I even know he's out of me. After five years of that I was so sexually frustrated that I was ready to take a meat axe to Harold while he was sleeping and hope that a jury wouldn't convict after they heard the story. One day I was over at my friend Marge's and we got to drinking. The more I poured down my throat the more talkative I became and soon I was telling Marge about my non-existent sex life. We were still talking when her. " . He rammed at her relentlessly, the X was working its magic and he lost all sense of reality. He was a fucking machine. In and out, in and out. "Oh Andy, I need your cum, please, please cum in me, now, do it now, " she pleaded. He heard her and could feel his cock harden even more, his balls started to contract and he could feel the tightening in his groin as his cum began to build. He strained harder, fucking her faster, faster, he squeezed his sphincter as hard as he.