She was right. His prick was throbbing and twitching obscenely in his shorts, leaking out so much pre-cum that the sheer fabric was stained with the m...lky juice. Alison, couldn't help herself. She dropped to her knees in front of Paul, and, grasping his shorts by the elastic waistband, swiftly yanked them down over his hips. A moment later Paul was naked, his huge hard-on pulsing and quivering in front of his stomach. Alison wrapped her fingers around his cock and smiled lovingly into his eyes,. Did you hear about the prom?" Only that it got canceled." Kinda." Kinda?" Kinda. I don't know if you heard about it, but last year we had some trouble with vandalism. Nothing major." I heard some of it." There were three incidents that I know of," I continued. "The first time was in March. Mr. Parker had left his car here overnight for some reason and somebody trashed it. Cut the tires, spray-painted the windows, that sort of thing. Not to sound too paranoid, but I was in Seattle when it. Emma took the hint, sliding gracelessly down Jenny’s lap and going down on all fours. Emma nibbled at Jenny’s knees, kissing them, before rubbing her hands up Jenny’s thighs and making sure that her skirt was firmly up around her waist. She planted tiny kisses along the inside of both of Jenny’s thighs, hesitating slightly upon reaching the tight red lace stretched across Jenny’s pubic mound. After one or two tentative kisses on the material she began to run her tongue up and down the. I allowed my pants to slide over my hips, leaving my cock dancing in the air. Without breaking the kiss, she straddled my lap, then impaled herself. When my head pushed through her creamy outer lips and into the vice-like grip of her pussy, I was glad that her mouth was covering mine. She began to grind against me, mashing her engorged clit against my pubic bone with the desperation of someone looking for shelter in an avalanche. The scent of her sex, of her essence, mingled with the day-end.