Almost. Fear of being caught grips me again for a moment, causing my entire body to tense. "Relax," you whisper against my lips. "I'm in control. You'...e fine. No one can see us."Again, I visibly relax into your chest. You're very good at easing me back into the mood in this constant battle between alert and oblivious.However, my attention is completely snapped to us, this moment, and our bodies as you slip my lace panties down my thighs, letting them fall onto my feet. "I need this. I need. You dont get to ignore us like that, nerd! We are the alpha, you are just the bottom feeder. You LISTEN to us! Candy stepped forward and slapped him, her hand leaving a stinging red mark on his face. At this the other girls didnt even laugh. They simply gaped. If anyone, ANYONE saw that, Candy would be expelled. Physical contact of the confrontational kind was not tolerated at all. Michael simply kept his blank stare on and looked back at her. This, somehow, just made her even angrier. Stupid!. I won't tell you how old I was when I had my first cum, but I was YOUNG!!Now, I was constantly crawling into my daddy's lap and teasing his big prick through his pants. I used to love to snuggle down and rub my bottom against it and feel it grow hard under my panties, making my little twat warm, too. Daddy's cock was really big and hard as stone a lot of the time. My Mom would look over at me in his lap and say, "Aren't you a bit big to be in your daddy's lap?". I think she was just jealous of. People are sitting around us and telling jokes and stories and you hear one that is funny and bust up laughing, and then make some comments about it. I look at you and you give me this devilish smile. You ask me if I have written any more stories and I tell you that I haven’t written one in quite awhile. Your drinks are starting to have an effect and you tell me you would like to have another one. Then you lean in and ask me if the stories are based on actual experience. I tell you that they.