." I said, scared, nervous, and embarrassed. "What were you doing?" She demanded of me. "Well...umm... I was...uh..."....I didn't know what to say, bu... somehow, she did. "Were you...my...were you in my locker..?" She asked. I nodded. "I didn't leave my shoes like that after practice...were you..?" She stopped. I nodded. "Interesting.." she said. I was semi shocked. I didn't know where this was going to go at all...and then a smile crept over her face. "You were smelling my shoes, weren't you?". She laid backwards on the desk exposing her pussy and thighs completely. As she rested on one arm the other came up behind my head and she caressed my head in a loving way. Miss Evans started to let out obscenities as she pushed her pussy up to meet the actions of my tongue. I let my tongue lick all the way up her pussy and over onto her clit. I sucked on her clit for a few seconds and then did exactly the same the next time. She seemed to like it. Miss Evans started to become a little more. “I’d have probably put more on!” she laughed. Walking back to the bar, Freya asked the guy his name. “My mum called me Leroy,” he answered, “And I guess she must have been able to look into the future a bit!” “How’s that?” both of the women chimed in. He laughed again, a deep rumbling growl that gave Freya butterflies and she could also feel the effects deep in her pussy. “Well I guess you really need to know where the name came from,” he continued, “The name is basically from the French ‘Le. ..her body just will not put up with it. And I can't do condoms, because that latex sheath just takes the spirit right out of it. So I cum in her when it's safe, and other than that, she gets a lot of cum on her back, on her front, on her tits, on her face. If we are out of the house, she'll swallow me. In her, or on her, that's how I cum. My girl loves to be tied up. I discovered that she has her noisiest and wettest orgasms when tied to the bed, feet on the floor, blindfolded. When she gets.