"Oh, Willy," she sighed in her head, "how I wish you would suck my nipples..."She had never really thought that shy, tweedy Mr. Williams would serious...y entertain shagging this virginal (but filthy-minded) daughter of the Methodist church, but she dreamed about it often."I want your willy, Willy," she would whisper under her breath as the others left the classroom at the end of lessons. She always lingered, often leaving a wet patch on the hot chair. She wondered, every time she did this, if. We settled in for the afternoon drinking and shooting some pool. Conversation was light and open, Josh had told Ryan that I was bisexual and the three of us talked about how few gay guys there were in town. Around 10pm (we'd been playing pool since 5pm) Jazza and Ryan asked me if I wanted to go back to their place for a few drinks and we'd pick up something to eat on the way home. What do you think I said?Back at their place we are having a few drinks and in the comfort of their place they. “Are you serious?” he asked.“The one who fucked me had a beard,” the princess insisted.“I shaved it off,” I agreed.“Then how shall I tell it was you?" she asked.“By this,” I exclaimed showing her my dagger, “And this!” I dropped my lederhosen to show my cock was ready and waiting. “Ah that is him,” the Princess agreed, “Hang him!”“Good, that’s settled,” the King announced, “I now pronounce you man and wife, and the rest of you case dismissed go home.”“No hang him!" the Princess demanded.“Anyone. So I walked over to Whitney at full mast.As I approached Whitney who was sitting in her chair, she said nothing. But I saw her mouth open, and she continued to spit onto her chest, and it ran down between her tits. I didn't miss pace, my dick went immediately between her huge perfect tits, lubricated with the spit. It felt amazing. At that moment I realized what had transpired that evening. I had gotten blown by Mary, shot my cum all over Mary and Sarah as they made out, Then fucked Mary. .