And then she kissed it – like this’, she added, miming the gesture. ‘You see?’‘No ... I dunno’, said Tessa, less firmly but still dubious... ‘there could be all sorts of reasons, you’re letting your imagination run away with you ...’‘Oh, yeah?’ responded Kirsty, who clearly had more up her sleeve. ‘Well, this ain’t my imagination – just after that, I noticed them leaving more or less together, sneaking out when the Principal was looking the other way, like naughty kids. I was intrigued, so I. You know what to do next, right?" asked the companion, hisown victim still laying in a crumpled heap beside the doorway."No, should I?" asked Derek in a sarcastic tone. Part of him wished theanswer would be different than he has ascertained."Hey, don't get cute. Just take him out to an abandoned lot and plughim. The Boss said that we don't need any more prying eyes, we're in hotwater enough as it is." But can't we-" No buts! It's either him or the both of you. You're a good guy D, I'mtrusting. I was tearing at the rug and screaming for him to make me come… to…never stop, never stop, never stop… oh don’t ever stop Bert, and I love you!… Don’t stop… oh please… Oh… Oh my g… aww… humph… I love you! I must have been babbling like a fool, but my mind was overridden by pure physical pleasure and yearning. Bert came first, cursing and convulsing as if he was possessed. I felt his cock erupt inside me, spewing out gobs of hot, sticky spunk, and it set me off. I fell into a swirling orgasm,. I held still, fully embedded until she wriggled in desire."Quit teasin' Jack and fuck me!" she whined."Fuck what?" I murmured, nuzzling at the nape of her neck."Fuck your baby sister's tight wet cunt!" she moaned, her hips beginning to rock and fuck me."Well, seeing as how you begged," I chuckled, starting my own thrusting.It was sheer heaven. Stacy was so warm and moist; so tight and thrilling. Her cunt felt better than any I had ever known. Not for the first time in these last few days I.