I'm fine."The bell rang, signalling the end of break and the start of their third period - Maths."Stupid bitch, giving us homework for over the weeken...." Richard said as they walked towards their next class together. He was referring to their German teacher. "She's happy to flash her tits but I bet she's got a fanny like a bucket after all the men's she's slept with."Alex grimaced. "Cheers for the mental image, Rich." he said sarcastically."No problem." retorted Richard simply. "Have you seen. She lovingly sucked every inch of that cock as it came. Leona took on last long suck on that dick once Bunnelby stopped cumming. Her vacuum sealed lips went from the base of Bunnelby's pink shaft all eight inches up to the head. There was a pop sound when Leona finally let the Pokemorph's spent cock out of her mouth. Leona turned to showed Fennekin the thick load of cum that she kept safe in her mouth.Fennekin couldn't wait and kissed Leona's cum coated mouth and tongue. The Pokemorph's rushed. "You're going to have more time at second," Hartman told Brock as they changed back. "It's a shorter throw. You've got a cannon anyway. Anything you field cleanly you're going to be able to have a play on. I mean, there aren't more than one or two players in the league who can outrun your arm. That's going to let you make up for some choppy fielding to start out with." Thanks, Fred," Brock replied with a nod. He spent the next 25 minutes racing from his left to his right to field balls. A few. She had managed to secure a date-one date, with Garak. There was no good reason to feel such infatuation with the Tailor . . . at least not yet. They had barely had one conversation. Still, she looked forward to dinner with Garak in a way that she had not looked forward to anything, past or present, in years. What she could not foresee was how Garak was feeling at the same moment, that this was the first time in his five years of exile that he actually felt any sort of true happiness-even to.