… I t was Gene with a bouquet of flowers and an awkward expression on his face. Gene had come over to weasel his way back into Etta’s good graces ...nd more than likely her monstrous ass. He didn’t blink at the disastrous scene before him and went immediately into his lovable rouge routine.Strangely enough, Tina seemed to like him and he even placed his arms around both of them drawing them close to him. The man had to be the fucking Pied Piper of got-damn Hamlin or something the way he charmed. If he shifted the position of his arm slightly he was sure to find my predicament.Kissing my forehead he pulled me into an embrace, pressing my body into his, folding his huge arms around my tiny frame. I hoped, perhaps, that he wouldn’t feel my swollen nipples through his corduroy blazer. Leaning my cheek against his chest as I was too small to reach his shoulder I too began to deeply inhale his scent. It was an intoxicating mix of sweat, the school itself and books, yes books. I loved the. Want me to keep you company?”“No. I don’t want to feel obligated to keep you company. Besides, you’ve got to wake up in seven hours and it sounds like you have a long day planned ahead.”I smiled and moments later, he shifted me off of him. He slowly and awkwardly sat up pulling his boxers back on.“Do you need a tissue?” he asked.“No, I’m having my own midnight snack before bed,” I responded wiping my finger over a puddle of his millions upon millions of living sperms and licked the scoop into. We both began to suck on those magnificent boobs as the girl let out soft moans.Meanwhile the massage continued as the hands moved down to our asses. Marge let out a soft "Ohhh" as her girl moved her hand between her legs and massaged her asshole. My girl was doing likewise and had moved her other hand to my balls. Suddenly the massage stopped and the three girls stood up and removed their short skirts revealing nicely trimmed pussies. The third girl got on her knees above us and began to play.