She'd done what her girlfriends had taught her to do in those situations. She'd even jacked one boy off, thinking correctly that once he had squirted ...e'd be a lot easier to handle. And he had been, but she made sure she never got alone with him again. There was something about seeing all that hot white fluid spurting everywhere that made her pussy hot and itchy. Thinking of that made her think of the stiff cock an inch away from her and she looked up at it. There it was, and it was quite a. My goodness, how many men are there? And why am I the focal point of their seminal discharges? There was no time for further reflection. A cunt pressed down upon her face, as a woman straddled Val and knelt on either side of her cum-splattered face. Val lapped away at her, trying to recall if these juices were those of Ling, or a complete stranger. The stranger won out, for Val decided that Ling’s flavor had a particular curry-like taste, and this woman did not. The woman on top was grinding. You will be dead soon and I just wanted to say goodbye." Miss Therriault looked as if she was going to say something, but her eyes closed and she died without another word. "Sorry, mom," Elise said. "Better luck in the next life." They turned and walked away. Susan approached after seeing the two leave. Seeing that Miss Therriault was dead, she smiled. Now it was her turn. She looked at the clock. It was 11:25. She made it. "Susan," Mr. Killigan said, "it's. " I sit as I'm told and shiver with anticipation of my punishment, blushing hotly as your eyes move over me to fix between my legs on my wet pussy, stretched open in this position. My eyes close tight and a strangled moan escapes through my open mouth as you reach out and press your thumb hard on my clit, rubbing in tight little circles, then pushing it into my pussy and getting it drenched in my cum before moving up to rub it against my tongue. After a few seconds you leave me sitting there.