“Lick my cunt, master. Stick your wet tongue into my hotfuck hole,” begged Gwena huskily, her tits pert andfirm.“N-no, put your clot...es back on,” groaned Santa, thescent of Tifa’s panties still lingering within hisnostrils.“Please, fuck me,” pleaded Gwena, her thin arms wrappingaround Santa’s bulging neck while her long legs pressedagainst Claus’ ribs. Santa inhaled the rich musk coming from Tifa’s openpussy, the folds of cunt flesh. Ed and I were very happy with what we got, so that ended the discussion as far as we were concerned.At a different big meeting of the people, I was elected to be the chairman or president or whatever they wanted to call me. My title didn't make any difference, what did make the difference was that I was supposed to mediate all of the big disputes and act as chairman of this type of meeting. We were running a true democracy, and that got damned hectic at times. There were often five or six. The leader of the group was Allysa. Allysa was the most feared of them all. She had short black hair, sometimes wore glasses, and always carried some kind of weapon. She was the typical bad girl, but worse. Stories about her were infamous around the school, and no-one, not even the faculty dared to cross her, at least until graduation.On the first week of the new semester, Jack was on his way to Math class when he accidentally bumped into Allysa, who immediately took offense. “Watch where. Velamma knew what she had to do. Her hand quickly grabbed his cock over his jeans and pressed it. She took it out of his jeans and jerked it till it was rock hard again. She was jerking him faster and faster as per his directions.Prabhu wanted her to treat it like the gear. The only difference was she had to jerk him faster instead of shifting the gear. Velamma was actually smiling while doing this. With a hand on the steering wheel and another on his cock she acted like she was.