I was harder than I had ever been off a kiss. Needless to say, that wasn't the last time we talked or hung out. We continued to talk on the phone ...bout the kiss, and where we might lead to. Not too long after she broke up with her boyfriend. i felt bad at first, then I convinced myself that she wasn't truly happy with him if she could feel so strongly about me after only a few months. We didn't do much between then and the end of January. Then the exam week came along, where we get out of. ”“I know. Please work with me on this and don’t do anything to hurt the little girl. If you can just keep them apart at lunch, I’ll take care of Jesse and Matthew.”“OK, Mr. Adams. I’m sorry I made a bad assumption.”I chuckled, “How could you not? I have seven kids by four mothers! One more wouldn’t be a surprise, now would it?”“No, it wouldn’t. While I have you on the phone, I will say that both Jesse and Matthew are wonderful young men.”“Thank you. Let me know if there are any other. She put it back in thebox. "Yasmin will pack this with your stuff to take home as a souvenir,"Veronica said."I have something for your love hole," Yasmin said, as she steppedbehind me. I felt a cloth wiping my ass and balls. Then, I felt a nozzleand a cool fluid flow into my ass. The fire disappeared from my ass,replaced with a nice soothing sensation. And then, she slid in a largebutt plug. It might have been painful, but I don't remember.What I do remember was Yasmin untying me and laying me. The southern belle had been well-raised in a conservative, Christian home, not yet allowed to date (and sent to an all-girls school to protect her chastity), but she had a curvy body to rival any top pornstar.Erika was momentarily in awe of her buxom classmate, though she had nothing to be ashamed of: the South African girl was slim, almost willowy, though boasted a pair of C-cup breasts so firm and perky that she didn't need to wear a bra. She pulled the sports bra she was wearing up over her.