Instead she found her mouth full of cock. I had stabbed my hard dick at her face and got the target. I bend down and rip open her jacket. Her fake big...tits wobble free. The nipples are pierced with steel studs. I have my hand on the back of her head as I roughly thrust my cock down her throat. "Suck on that!" Keep your hands behind your back!" I move slower and not so deep in her mouth. She moves her head more enthusiastically seeming to take pleasure in being submissive. The bimbo has great. Mingling with the crowds I felt a bit self conscious atfirst, but as the night went on and I was introduced to several people,including a few people from my own school none of whom seemed to notice,or have an idea that they were really speaking to Craig. Margo and mesplit off, and went to the diner to get a coffee. "How are you feeling?" she asked."Ok it was rather strange at first but I'm settling down now." "You look great you'll pull this off no problem," she added. Once in the diner we sat. ” The girls began erupting in laughter as the eyes of their peers were fixed on them. Father Harris cleared his throat walking back to the girls, “I have heard about you two and now I have you in my class.” He smirked a sly grin pointing to the door. “I would like to see you after class today Miss Asher and Miss Angel….” The girls muttered “fucking great...” as they waited for the final dismal they stood from their seats walking to the front of the room by Father Harris’s desk. As they were. I was shocked by this info but I dared not to show it.“Why’s that?” I asked.“I’m scared of the rain , so when I suck him , the moaning makes me ignore the thunder.” She said so smoothly , as she ran her hand down her body. I suddenly felt hard. I hated when she did this to me. Talk dirty and leave me be , especially when I was so tensed and ready to go home an bang my wife ..I sighed.“Does your wife hate the rain?” She asked walking up to me.“No she loves the rain.”“Oh ..why’s that?” She teased.