He roared for each of 8 cum bullets and still the same powerful gush. On nine it dyed down, and on 10 he collapsed over my back, pulling his fingers f...om my butt with a pop. after a minute of heavy breathing, he peeled himself off of me, sitting back. I gave the now completely soft cock one last dirt-devil suck to get the last of his delicious man-pudding, then let it fall from my aching mouth. Rubbing my jaw, I got off my knees and plopped into the recliner. I felt my tender bud and winced. My. Just everyone thinking that was normal. I could program it so the cheerleaders were the biggest sluts around, just willing to give any guy a romp.“Honey,” my wife said, “the class is over. You can wipe the drool from your face.”I blinked and shook my head. “What?”Kimmie smiled at me, her hand stroking mine. She was always an affectionate woman, a loving wife, and here I was fantasizing about enjoying all those high school girls. I should do something for her, too.What?She was a homemaker. She. Occasionally, I would notice young girls taking a second look at me after returning my smiles. I found when I got into my 40s that there is a certain type of teenage girl who enjoys the attention of older men. I hoped Lizvette was one of them. The thought of her under my roof for the night made me very happy, and a little alarmed at the ideas I found myself entertaining of her. Never did I dream of acting on any signal sent by a flirty, teenage girl, but then never, before Lizvette, had one. They had been busy working, under a close eje of an overseer, when the truckloaded with new females arrived. They had got out and was now in handcuffsand light transport chains led up the road. It was strikly forbidden to lookup, but while they where continuing working, every woman in the chaingang triedto get a stolen glance of the new slaves. With half an eje Linda saw it wasten girls as usually, looking the same as usually, except that this time shewas much closer to them than any time.