”Cricket thought a moment with a finger to her cheek, “There is that possibility.” A hand stroked down Tat’s nude body and two fingers wormed ...heir way into the wet slit she discovered waiting for her. “Oh, nobody has cleaned you up. Roll over.”Tatiana shifted slightly onto her back. Cricket’s mouth and tongue were on her wet slit in a second cleaning up Dave’s load of cum in the auburn-haired beauty. The presence of matching pubic hair wasn’t at all a distraction. Cricket’s fingers danced. He is lasting longer than Greg had and I am wondering if he is ever going to cum when he speaks, “stop.” His voice has that same commanding edge to it and I instantly freeze with around four inches of his cock in my mouth. “Move back.” he orders me and I let his cock drop from my mouth as I shuffle backwards a little. He stands up and takes a step towards me making his saliva covered cock slap down on my forehead.“Don’t move.” He orders me as he slips his cock into my mouth. I’m a bit worried. Preparing to do what she always did.Except, for their parents, it wasn't going to be what they were used to."You're not going to believe what we tell you," said Carly."Why don't you let us decide what we believe and don't believe," said their dad."I'm just warning you that the story will seem fantastic, and unbelievable," she said. "You're going to think we're pulling a prank, or telling a tall tale, or maybe even outright lying, but everything we're about to tell you is true."Her mother. Our relationship was taking a turn. Ms. ‘A’ slipped off the desk, but not before giving me a melting micro glimpse of her panty covered pussy, as she slid off. I was spellbound. After all, I was an eighteen year old testosterone factory, in a school with 6,000 males. Yes, I was attending an all male school. And the woman staffers knew this! Over the course of four years of enduring several teachers teasing, I had come to appreciate this quality in a woman. Lord knows, they were fully aware of.