Leslie looked again at the boy’s face, thinking of how he had looked when he got to her house yesterday afternoon. So delighted, so happy to be at h...r house and so full of energy and news. Now he might have broken bones, maybe even something fractured in his skull. She wished that she had not decided to drop Biology. Moving the sheet she touched his chest, feeling for obvious breaks but unsure what one would feel like if she did find one. She cursed her luck, her busted romantic trip, her. When it drifted into mystomach, the nervous rumbling settled, only to be replaced by a queasyshifting sensation. My arms and legs tingled as the warmth reached out tomy fingers and toes, and my ears started ringing as it rose into my headand my scalp itched something awful. Everything began spinning before thesidewalk came flying up at me.When the dizziness left, I pulled myself up for the second time thatnight. The first thing I noticed as I got to my feet was a curtain of hairblocking my. His seven-incher hardening as I took his length.The stocky guy went to work on my ass and legs. Rubbing and massaging my legs, his hands felt good working hard into my lean muscles. He kissed and licked my ass cheeks circling closer to my asshole. His hands left my legs and parted my butt cheeks, fingers working closer to my hole, his tongue pushing the nylon of my tights against my rosebud. the sensation was amazing.Between the thin guy's cock in my mouth and stocky's tongue buried in my hole,. Just look at her for crying out loud, Mike. That’s...” Jason stammered after I put him on the spot in front of his new girl.“Enough to make any guy want to put down some kick-ass lyrics on a piece of paper, Jason,” I said as Kalena moved up close to her big guy, and wormed her left arm between his body and right arm.“What you got there, Cuda?” Lynette asked as she carried a couple cans of Coke over to our location.“A pretty sweet looking set of lyrics, which my man, Jason wrote the other day..