I wanted his cock. I wanted to fuck him. Obi's fingers were ramming into me faster and faster. My legs were spread as far as I could get them under th... blanket. Obi's hand was drilling me, scooping deep inside me. I felt my muscles tighten. My orgasm was near and I had to try and hold back the scream I wanted to let out.“Cum for me baby. I can feel your pussy around my fingers. Cum on my fingers for me. Cum. Now. Now, baby.”That was all it took. My body shook and another orgasm ripped through. .. and you?" I enjoyed Joe but nothing worth mentioning really."But she thought, 'I only gave Joe a blow job.'As Bob pulled into their driveway, Carol yawned and stated she felt like taking a lazy afternoon nap. After Carol headed for their bedroom, Bob paced around the house for a few minutes obviously very distracted. He went to his study to consider all that had transpired that morning. His head was still whirling. He had fantasized about Janette's fine body often before. But this morning as. The door opened and almost before he realized it, his gun was in his hand.The young woman who entered had no idea what a gun was, and so didn't stop until her eyes came to rest on his rampant cock. She immediately knelt, then leaned forward, pressing her small breasts to the floor and extending her arms in front of her, palm up."Master, the Chief has sent me to you to see to... any... needs you might have," she said.His cock pulsed and it took all his will power not to walk over to the girl,. "Okay class, we have three new pupils joining us this year." My new form teacher was called Mrs. Cross, a large woman with an air of somebody who didn't want to be there. She pointed at me first. "This is Harry Borland, Gene Brooks and this is Mary Roché. I am sure you will make them welcome."If she was sure, then boy, did she not know her pupils. It was clear that we were not welcome. Gene's dad and both Mary's parents worked at InfiDim and so we all shared in the class boycott. Like me, Gene.