But Miss Priscilla Grace Compton, one of the school’s archetypal rich bitches, had obviously decided to push me today. Or possibly she had taken a d...re. No matter.The parents may have been under the illusion that a conservative curriculum would isolate their little darlings from the corruptions of the modern age; but a combination of internet, movies, and peer pressure meant that these kids knew more and were more depraved than half the faculty. You know how kids used to throw a party in a. I laid down on the couch, and he decided to strip for me. OMG! His very hard cock popped up as soon as he had his own shorts down far enough. He had been going commando, a fact that if I had known would have had us fucking on the sidewalk. I reached for his cock as he kneeled. He wasted no time in his search. He put his incredibly skilled mouth to work on my wet pussy. I could feel the tension rising as I stroked him. I knew Ray had all the control needed. He. It was just a simple Ricardo & Terrance thing; hoping that each other stay interested in one another to the point that we both might as well do the damned thing. I was sooooooooooo at home that I dreamt of him every night. That first night had us snowing all over each other; it was miraculous like the Snowland of Miracles from Story #22: Troubled Kingdoms. Where it’s one of the only exact vortexes of happiness & faith within all of my stories. My cellular structure was tested all weekend, from. One moved down over my hip and squeezed it gently, the other moved down over my matt of pubic hair and your fingers softly wrapped around the thick base of my cock and squeezed it gently. I moaned deeply as your hand travelled along its rigid length, all the way to its swollen, pulsing, crimson head. I’d never seen this side of you before. Jennifer the seducer of young men. I wanted to see where your attack on my body was going and let you have a free hand. Your hand moved back down the long,.