You can't be replaced, nor can Dixie or Morgana or Buster. Monty can't be replaced either, but he is fast enough to dodge most trouble. Monty is the h...ro who saved all those girls at the A. Z. Rosenbaum Academy for Girls. Okay, Monty is close enough." Hank," Beverly suggested, "put on something. They're little girls."Hank had pulled out a fat-barreled handgun with an ergonomic grip and a cube at the rear. He looked up from his weapon at Beverly, a puzzled expression on his face. Tornado nipped. " I can't wait."She couldn't, either. Every time she thought of Jonelle through the day, she would grow wet. Her body would flush with heat and sexual excitement. If some guy grabbed me now in his office, like John Scheinbaum apparently grabbed Yvette, he could fuck me hard and I wouldn't care, I'm so horny. And if Yvette just winked at me, I'd melt, even knowing about this evening. I'm just so horny!In fact, it wasn't Yvette but Barbara who set Laura's blood to sizzling. They ran into one. Both pulled out and she began to sit back into her seat, but as she did another male moved in and under her, his hard cock aimed in the air. She quickly adjusted and sat on his fat prick moaning with pleasure once more as she now had her third cock of the evening in her cunt.As she found the rhythm another black male approached from the aisle in her row. His cock, at least ten inches was hard as he strolled up stroking his black meat. With no comments or direction he aimed his cock for her. I started touching his thighs on his shorts.He started to feel hot too. He looked into my eyes and I reciprocated. He came near me and kissed me. I pushed him and slapped him. And I started shouting at him. I told him that he was a worthless piece of shit, not worthy. He started crying when I told him that I will complain to his parents. He fell on my legs and started to beg for forgiveness. I pushed him down and touched his lips with my toes. He knew what to do and kissed it.Then pushed it.