He seemed to be following the dripping cum with his eyes but beyond a naughty mysterious smile, he said nothing other than “It’s an honor to meet ... sexy lady with a definite taste for chocolate.” To Lynda, his words were less potent than the accent in which they were delivered. That distinctive Caribbean lilt just made her so hot. “Um… Well guys, a lady has got to clean up a little…” she said gesturing at the grains of sand that clung to her body and the cum that ran down her thighs. It was as. I would rather her never seen me again then to have seen me like that. I was selfish though. I wanted to live more than I wanted to protect her."Please don't cry. You're everything to me, you saved me. I fell, it was my fault, I should have told someone, you can't know the future."The door opened and my parents walked in. Camryn tried her best to suck her tears back in and pulled off me."I'm so sorry," she said to my parents, "I'll leave you alone." It's not your fault;" my mom consoled her,. She grabbed my head to make sure I wouldn’t stop. I kept going sucking on her nipples, nibbling on them as well. She loved the feeling of my tongue swirling around them followed up by my teeth gently clamping down. If I been fully into the moment, I would have not only seen the next moment coming at me, but I could have braced for it. She had flipped us over and I was down with my back on the mattress. She was looming over me with an evil sexy smile that I swear still makes my blood hotter than. Monique, a girl Ive known since pre-k, sat next to me and pretty much copied everything I wrote down. So to our surprised when we got our grades, that she passed with a 83 and I FAILED with a 67. I was shocked, we both were. I asked Mr. Lance if there was a mistake. He said no and to talk to him after class. So of course, after the bell rang I went up to his desk and slide the paper with my failing grade on it towards him. This isnt correct. There is no way Monique passed and I didnt. I said..