We’ve got to run.”Though the brunette – he dimly remembered that her name was Cammie – winced, she nodded and took off into a hobbling jog. As...the wagon passed him once again, Mindblind could tell that the prostitute had twisted her ankle, at the least. She cried out in pain after twenty feet or so, nearly dropping to her knees in the grass again.“I can make it,” she said as he jogged up next to her.Seeing the tears streaming down her cheeks and the unmistakable grimace of pain, he shook his. Here let me help you with that he said, seeing me wiping myself and promptly started sucking me off and licking my balls again. I think I was hard again before he’d even started. He reached around my back and as he bent over drew me in and out so I was fucking his mouth. I in the meantime had unzipped his fly and was doing my best playing with his cock. He suddenly stopped, it’s too public out here he announced and ushered me into the cubicle. Inside he dropped my trousers and started sucking. I started reading the messages first, from boys, some "boys" that I suspected were men and even a few girls. They were talking about how cute my baby is, what an ass she has, and asking her how old she was. Some of the messages were just pictures of cocks with boys asking if she liked them. One was a long back and forth conversation that she'd been having with a teenager who was - according to his profile - ten years her senior, and who I suspected might be even older. He was asking Summer to. .. Oh. My. God. You’re going to start a revolution!” I grinned at her. The chatter in the room went wild so much I couldn’t understand anything anyone was saying. So, I returned to kissing Cindy and let my hand drift down her torso and between her spreading legs. She was wet and slick. I wanted to taste my partner’s juices.“Will it be okay?” she whispered as she gripped my cock and slid her hand up and down its length. “Will the school get mad at us?”“So far, they’ve encouraged us to express.