. was.... kind of sexy? I didn't fully understand my thought process, but I felt a fun little rush as I pulled them up my legs. The thrill of doing so...ething bad and hoping no one finds out. I had totally forgotten that I was being forced to do this - it was genuinely fun for me now.The phrase 'naughty girl' was floating around my head all day. In one of my morning classes, I thought I heard someone say "he's a sissy" and I swear my heart stopped. What they actually said was "he's so busy" and. She was dressed in a long black wrap around skirt and a sheer white blouse. With no bra to hinder the view, her breasts rolled slightly as she walked to us and her thick erect nipples were quite a sight. She wore high-heeled sandals that displayed her freshly painted red toenails to perfection, through the black stockings."Hello, Alex," she said quietly."Hello, beautiful," he responded and taking her in his arms their open mouths met in a very deep wet kiss.After they separated, we walked into. I paused a moment while I stroked him. I then took him into my mouth. He placed his hands on the back of my head guiding his cock in and out. he began to pick up the pace, faster and faster until he erupted in my mouth. His come shot and caused me to gag a little but he tasted better than Mike. I swallowed his cum and cleaned his cock.I then slid over Mark. His cock was about the same size as Chad but not as thick. His balls weren't shaved but I didn't mind as much. I was so into sucking these. He turned his head and tenderly kissed her again. Her right hand reached up and touched his cheek briefly and then went around and held his head as the kiss became more passionate. I watched with rage as her mouth opened to receive his tongue. They were French kissing. The line had been crossed they were beyond Venial Sin territory into Mortal sin as the Jesuits at my high school had defined it for us My angel, J was officially a slut. (It is funny how definitions have changed.) After about ten.