I don’t mean to be rude but you need to cover up lest the lord think ill of you.” A fundamentalist Christian, not the kind of person you want in ...our threeway. The last guy was perfect. His name was AJ, he was 17 years old, a little taller than Cindy, skinny frame, and wore all black with tight pants. His hair was long, black, and hung over half his face, and he even wore makeup, an emo kid. During the interview Cindy uncrossed her legs exposing her pussy, and we watched as his eyes met. Of course, that wasn't true because even I had warm feelings for her and had no intentions of dumping her.It was Rebecka's parents who planted in us the strong temptation to start fucking, which we in no way could resist. They had booked a holiday week at Madeira but her mother's divorced and now single sister had been involved in a car accident so Rebecka's mom preferred to stay home and help her sister. Her father didn't care about the skipped trip and they gave the tickets to Rebecka, who. With one hand on her shoulder holding her in place, I ran one finger down her back, all the way down to her tight asshole. I spit down on her from where I was standing and watched it drip from the top of her ass, down to her asshole. I massaged my finger into the wetness around her asshole. I rubbed my finger up and down her ass to wet it, to fill her ass. I pulled her hair to bring her head back to me while my finger was deep in her ass and whispered, “You’re my dirty little slut.” She moaned. ”Emma was getting more and more aroused as Miss Jackson was explaining the new regime. She certainly did hate detentions, but, she now knew that she would enjoy getting the extra strokes of the cane, particularly when given to her by Miss Jackson. She remained in awe of her and, bearing in mind she fully intended getting higher marks so that she could get to the University of her choice, it would be an excellent bonus to be given those extra strokes of the cane for getting those higher marks.