She was dying to know her grade for the most recent test she had taken in her 10th grade Algebra II class."Sarah Rogers...74."A 74!! I studied way too...hard for a 74, Sarah thought. I just don't get it...I'll never pass Algebra.Sitting behind her, Emily Williams was also waiting on her score. Emily was the new kid in class, and she had only been there 1 week."Emily Williams...95."Unbelieveable, thought Emily. I can't believe I scored that high. Sarah turned around, quite jealous, but wanted to. It’s not all the time it just hit’s me randomly. I was at a work function and my boss had to bring me my food because I couldn’t safely carry the tray as I now walk like a drunk at times. I told him if this shaking is going to be permanent I’m starting a stand up routine. If people are going to laugh at me the bastards can pay for the privilege. I’m thinking of calling it the either the “Fuck You, I’ve Got Weed” Or “If It Involves Titties I’m In” Tour.I freaked myself out. I misplaced my left. She wrapped her fingers around his hard meat as she brought her freckled face closer and closer to its target. She was inches away and knew Fred could feel her hot breath as he stared down at her.She pulled his cockslightly to the side as she made contact with her nose in the crease of his leg. The outer edge of his thick curly pubic hair now tickled the right side of her face. The smell of his warm crotch was intoxicating. In fact as a constant reminder of exactly where she was as it pushed. More out of hesitation because she was certainly well lubed and running very warm down there. She was very in tune with her body, her muscle control was incredible. She kept pulsing her muscles around my firm erection. I felt I was being milked. I focused and concentrated and worked frantically at the multiplication tables in my head. I was trying every trick to hold off the inevitable explosion I knew was arriving soon. She was thrashing her head and moaning loader and louder. I just wanted to.