She kissed me and finished undressing me.It was the best blow job I had ever received. She took my hand and brought me over to the bed. She pushed me ...nto the bed and removed her skirt. She took off her panties and sat on my face. She moved her sweet cunt all over my lips and tongue. I was enjoying tasting her sweet juices that were exploding out of her pink folds. This MILF leaned forward and played with my hard cock again. This woman only had sex on her mind. She wanted me hard again. It. As I approached the urinal I felt a vibration in my jean pocket, it was my cell phone. The text was from Zee!"Hey this is Zahary from Mrs. Beal's class. I asked around and got your number from your friend Jeshua. I figured I would let you and John know that I would be slightly late to the library meeting after school, I have to go home really quickly to take care of something. I'll be there at about 4:30."Elated, I saved her number. I couldn't readily think of a response, but I pondered on it. "You told her, didn't you? About us, I mean." I don't answer him and he sits on the edge of the bed. He runs his hand through his hair and sighs. "Why did you leave?" he asks all of a sudden. I look up at him and he stares at me. "I woke up alone, and I wasn't even sure if I dreamt all of that or not. It wasn't until I saw the blood stain on the bed that I realized it had to be real." I look away and he turns my face back towards him. He kisses me and its amazing. He picks me up and lays. I fellasleep for a while thinking it was all a dream when I woke up, except Icouldn?t see or move. Still bound and tied to the table, with my nipples nownumb. I smelled the cum that dripped from my face and neck and the taste in mymouth was horrible. I needed to stretch, and shower. So many question racedthrough my mind. I could not even be sure if in my naked and spread state as Iwas, were people watching me now? Was I being filmed, or photographed? I didn?teven doubt that hidden cameras were.