The question is which of you is which."I cringed at the "fiction writer" gibe. Someday my penchant for filling a five-gallon bucket with a gallon of f...cts and four gallons of froth was going to get me in trouble. Was today that day?As Grossfeldt walked around the room, handing people their quizzes I heard more than a few groans. By the time he was done the general feeling in the room was one of resigned depression. But where was my quiz?I was just going to raise my hand and ask when Grossfeldt. I hooked my thumbs into her tiny g string and eased them over her thighs and down her legs, my hands started to explore her tight body, firstly by caressing her small but firm breasts, squeezing her nipples until they were as hard as bullets. Sarah's breathing was getting heavier so I moved my hands, one hand moved up towards her throat and I pulled her close and moved in for a long passionate kiss whilst my other hand went in between her legs, brushing past a little bit of hair my fingers. Pausing briefly, mum lifted her face and smiled at me. The thin drool on her lips. Then she bent over my cock and swallowed it, her lips gradually slipping down to press into my soft, curly pubic hair. I could feel her doing wonderful things with her throat before she let my coated shaft slip entirely free of her mouth. Ringing the shaft with her thumb and forefinger, my mum slowly pumped my hard young cock. As she stroked me, she would give my cockhead a wet kiss, then take the head into her. " Wyatt whispered in his ear. Tyler grimaced as he was flipped over again, feeling the head of Wyatt's now human cock against his ass, the other boy rubbed against his ass crack, eliciting a small, scared sound from Tyler. He didn't want anymore, he was so weak from last night's escapades that he was sure he would die if he were fucked anymore. But Wyatt didnt seem to care, instead he teased his way in, moaning loudly as he did. "Such a pretty little whore arent you Tyler?" He grinned,.