I had to stifle my cries with my hand, the elderly couple seemed intent on looking out of the window and appeared to pay me no attention. My hand was ...oaked and I looked down between my legs to see a largish wet stain on the seat. I reached in to my bag and wiped my fingers on a tissue, and then wiped the excess cunt juice off my thighs. I had a wonderful feeling of relief and fulfilment, and continued my journey home, feeling on top of the world.I came to the conclusion that this permanent. It's a shame that I was too young to appreciate this man when I went to school here. "I spoke with your mom today about transferring Louie into the other science class, the one taught by Ms. Kennedy? His tests indicate that he would be better fit for her teaching methods. I just need your mom's signature as soon as possible. She wasn't able to pick up the forms today, so she said you'd be able to get them. Give me one minute to run them off the copy machine." Mr. Grant leaves the room and. She was cool about food stamps, never trying to buy junk food with them. She always bought the least cost items, getting the most food producing groceries including powdered milk and eggs. She helped me learn what to buy to get the most for my meager income. Like I said, we may have been pour but we all ate well.The neighborhood gang types and toughs steered clear of me. I always nodded at whoever was standing around. I said hi when greeted but didn't try to be overly friendly. I was pretty. This was exciting. I slipped my hand under my panties and made small circles around my clit with my middle finger. My other fingers probed my pussy lips. Fuck I was going to cum well. As Matt thrust his cock into little Celina from behind I copied the rhythm. We were in unison. I shoved three fingers into my pussy as he thrust into her. I felt like I was somehow participating. Celina and Matt both glistened with sweat. Her soaking wet hair clung to her body and face. I observed her facial.