The next morning, after showering, found me sucking and swallowing another good sized load. As it turned out, Frank was very much what we now refer to...as a "Big Shooter", his ordinary, every day ejaculations were anywhere from 5 - 8 thick & rich spurts, and if he'd gone several days or a week without blowing his load the results would be nothing short of spectacular.I know this because I sucked Frank and swallowed his loads up to two or three times a week, every week, for well over a year. The. Such a sensual way of speaking, yet I couldn't tell if she was actually flirting or just being goofy. I've always been a sucker for the "game" as some refer to it. When she smiled I immediately imagined her looking up at me. Her brilliant lips wrapped around my pulsating rod, her eyes locked on mine, speaking through them saying "You've waited for this, haven't you? You've wanted to violate me in all the right ways. You've waited for me to suck this perfect cock of yours... Haven't you?" I. ” She whispered as he was nuzzling her neck.“Chrissy, you felt it this morning just like I did. You feel everything like the others. We are meant to be together in some way.” He said smiling into her beautiful face. “This is new to me but I know something has brought us all together. I am one lucky guy.”“Don’t you forget it mister!” She responded playfully.After they had shared some kisses and more hugs, they made their way back to the group. Bags were being emptied and cloths distributed. The class and teacher are looking at me in shock. I look at the teacher and inform him, “You will want to follow us to the Principal’s office so you can explain yourself.” I then grab Dean by the ear and drag his sorry ass to the Principal’s office. I enter the school office and drop Dean in a chair. “I’m sorry for the mess Miss Simpson (the office secretary). Can you get him some Kleenex, please? Oh, and don’t pinch his nose. It’s broken.”Mr. Flanigan, the teacher, is a ways behind us. He.