Her green eyes darted this way and that as she carefully examined the world around her. Carmen was much more mature than Benita and served not only a... her friend and confidant, but also as her councillor. Yet Carmen’s confidence and self-image was much lower than Benita’s. As a result Carmen was more reserved than the bubbly Benita. Carmen and Benita had been friends since childhood and they were both pretty women. Both of the women were in their last year of high school and were eighteen. We woke early and went shopping. We had a pub lunch then went to the football, something I had always loved and Claire had come to enjoy. We followed that with a trip to the cinema and a McDonalds. We went on to a club and met up with some friends. Most of the music at that time was for solo dancing but by request, the DJ played some bump-n-grind. Claire and I got very close on the dance floor. The club was open until two in the morning, but we were desperate to get home. We bid farewell to our. His hands placed on her hips he began to slowly rock so his hot dick pumped in and out rhythmically. Gemma groaned more strongly.I had no need to further stimulate my cock as it now stood to attention from the playfulness but mostly the sight of Gemma getting fucked from behind.She had one hand on my dick and the other trying to steady her as we both wanked my cock together to the rhythm of her pulsating thrusts from behind. I looked in awe as she reached back and tried to finger her button as. Never mind that every boy in school wants to get into my pants, never mind that I could have any of them I want, and have, from time to time. I had to go and fall in love with a TEACHER - a FEMALE teacher, for God's sake!But God! I never dreamed of the torture being in her class would heap upon me! Every day is like a knife twisting in my guts as I wander, oblivious, through the rest of my schoolday, living only for third period. For art class. For HER art class! Then I'm there, and it's even.