The boys crawled out from under the bush and went to look at the rock. ‘We could do just as he did,’ Wild Boy said. ‘Then we would be great hunt...rs too.’ So the two of them pushed and pulled at the rock for hours and hours until it finally rolled aside, and sure enough, a deer bounded out. Now in those days, when the world was still very young, deer’s tails hung down like other animals, and when the boys shot their arrows at the deer, Little Boy missed altogether, but Wild Boy hit it in the. 75% cocoa, I'd guestimate before even putting it in mymouth. His black pubic hair is crinkly, blue-black, electric. His ballsare tight as if spring-loaded. That's where I start licking. "Freaky bitch," he quips. "You mind?"I look up, he's got his cellphone out."Uh-uh," I mumble, tongue too busy for mere words. He click-click-clicks. I widen my eyes, tilt my head. I think he's making a short film."Suck those black balls bitch," he says. "Work that cock. You love itdon't you?"I really don't have. Pasqual pulled out of her and it was strange looking at her pussy so open, red and stretched, I asked her if she was ok.She said she felt full but wanted to suck my cock at the same time.I got up and lay on the bed in front of her, she took my cock in her mouth but struggled to keep it in as Pasqual fucked her harder.Evelyn gasped as Pasqual pulled out of her, she looked over her shoulder and he asked her to lay on the bed, I got up and Evelyn got down, every time I saw Pasqual's cock it seemed. “OK. Who got at least forty correct?” he asked.Now, only three hands were up, including mine.“Forty-five?” he asked.Two hands.“Wow. That’s impressive. I’ve never had two people get forty-five. Tell me your names and your totals.”I looked at the female student in the back row, and nodded. She smiled.“Staci Hammond, and I got forty-six.”Staci was average looking and slightly overweight. She reminded me of Tracey Jones in a way, though Staci dressed stylishly - nice jeans and an Izod top, complete.