They were walking past one of the sorority buildings when Guy suggestedthat as Bob was being a prude they should strip him and tie him to the sororiti...sflagpole. Bob told him to get stuffed but his drunken friends found the ideafun and were soon on him. He pointed out that the sorority did not have a flagpoleand they all collapsed laughing at that until Guy said they did but it wasaround the back in their garden. Bob gasped as his friends grabbed him andpulled him around the building. A large. Wendy gently sucked on the shaft. She placed a firm hold on the balls as she pleasured her new male acquaintance. "Do you like getting your cock sucked on by your guidance counselor, Michael?" Uhh, huh," he whimpered. Wendy smiled at his unfocused response. "I'm going to be your slut, Michael. Is that what you want?"Michael nodded. Wendy went back to sucking his cock. As she spits it back out, she looked at Michael."What am I, Michael?" Wendy pressed."You're my slut. My guidance counselor. I literally screamed so intense was my orgasm!I opened my eyes and looked around, mortified. Fortunately in the dark no one had noticed, or if the did no one was coming toward the car. My pants and seat were soaked. Fortunately I didn\'t have to wait much longer before traffic broke up and I could start moving. Before I could get home I realized I still had to pee. What the hell, I was already soaked so I just let it go. It felt wild, as it gushed into my pants making me even wetter.I got home,. Frasier’s class and had to suck his cock again while he taught math. I’ll never be able to do homework because I’m not paying attention to what he is saying. But, at least I must try. Lucky for me, I am smart in math, so I should do ok.It came to lunch and once again I was at the football field where I sucked cocks for lunch. Mandy said she wanted to be sure I got lots of protein so my tits would grow bigger. I had the 5 bullies again, along with several others from the higher grades. Black.