Phillips ... always had children in story hour and I had to work every Saturday.Mr. Phillips expended his braincells contending with recalcitrant math...students ... boring ... boring ... boring. He loved it."Junie Moonie, I'ze bored." Jimmy Moonie, I'ze bored, too." What sort of trouble can we get away with?"I looked at her ... she looked at me..."Road trip!"I called Mom. "We're going away ... be gone at least a month ... probably longer." Driving? or flying?" Both I think. I'll drive to Lansing. After a short delay the door was opened by a girl I had never seen before. At first I thought she was one of the senior students - she looked a bit older than me, maybe 16 or 17. But then I realized she was not wearing our school uniform, which consisted of a tartan skirt and short sleeved white blouse, white knee sox and low heeled black shoes. She was wearing a very short denim skirt and a very thin, low cut tee shirt and the nipples of her tits were showing plainly through the fabric so. I was giving a blow to him like a slut. I was sucking hard, licking and kissing his dick. I took his cum inside and was asking him for fuck. My position was very bad and desperate for fuck. My pussy was very wet, and I was requesting him for fuck. But he was pushing my head hard for a blow.I gave a blow for around 5 minutes. My mouth was filled with his cum. I adored his cum taste. I realized that my pussy cum and his dick cum was fallen on my saree as It was underneath me. Then he pulled me up. I was having a great time and then he tried to make it even better. He pointed to a ravishing redhead and said, "If you want her I'll pay. You can consider it as part of your bonus." You mean these girls are all hookers?" Not all of them, but I do have a special relationship with a couple of them."I looked long and lustfully at the redhead and I really wanted to take David up on his offer, but I'd only been married for five years and I was still in love with and faithful to my wife. I thanked.