"You're more important to me than anything. I love you too," Glen said.My brother and I finished our dance. When the next song began, we moved with ...he music. Jenny and Brad danced close to Glen and me."Do you guys want to go do something else?" Jenny said."I don't care. What did you have in mind?" I said.Jenny winked and said, "We could go somewhere a little more private."Glen squeezed my butt. I looked up at him and grinned. "Okay, where do you want to go?" I said."Let's get fresh. You then get in and start the vehicle backing out onto my road. We both know that we want to go back to the motel we were at before. However, I feel myself becoming so horny that I know I cannot wait that I must have you before we get there.You go to pull onto the main road but I tell you to turn left instead of right. You want to question why but you decide not to as you know I know where I am going. You turn left and we head down the road. I start looking for deserted road we could pull off. And shove your right fist up your ass!" Like a puppet on a string after her pants and thong fell down around her ankles and lent back over the sink Faith reached behind herself and f*rcefully shoved her fist into her ass hole. Luckily that hole was gaping from having Dawn's fist inside it so Faith's fist easily slid into her own back passage. There was a little pain but the cry that escaped the Slayer's lips was mostly from shock at just how quickly and eagerly she performed this perverted act.. Yes, Miss Jones? Oh. Yes, some girls can be mean. I see. I don’t think the school will punish you much for not wearing one if people make fun of your size.See, class. Miss Jones is demonstrating a problem some people have when others are not respectful of them. Calling them “tiny little cupcake hooters” is demeaning, and I do not want to hear that said about anybody in this class, unless you are referring to your own. Understood? Thank you.Yes, Miss Martin? I see. Yes, girls with larger breasts.