Intrigued, aroused, appalled but unable to stop, it slid over my tongue which sensed the rib of skin that I knew so well on mine. Further into my mout... it went and my top lip became aware of the pulse in that big shaft. My cock seemed to throb in unison.I'd thought Jon was still asleep. How that could be didn't occur to me! Then, I heard a grunt coupled with a strong spasm beneath his balls. A drop of pre-cum seeped onto my tongue. I looked up, across Jon's stomach to see him grinning down at. It was social studies, and we had a guest speaker who came to talk aboutsome Native Canadian myths and stories.He was introduced as Dr. Michael Twoyoungman, and the story he sharedalmost seemed like something out of Lovecraft rather than somethingbelieved by native Canadians - a story about terrible monsters who onceroamed the land, who had been exiled thousands of years ago, but werealways trying to find a way back to the world of Men.The lecture itself was fine, but our teacher asked Melody. What shall we wear to maximise our sexual pleasure?,” Sarah asks, though I suspect she has already decided.Tanya arrived full of confidence knowing she is the centre of attention and that Sarah and I both want to share her for our sexual pleasure. She is simply attired wearing black heels, a short above the knee, low cut, black dress. Her cleavage looks wonderful and very inviting as she tongue kisses Sarah and she responds with her tongue. Them my turn for her tongue kisses with Sarah watching. It was nothing like he had done before. He wasn't angry, but the smack was harder than before. Again, SMACK, down onto her little ass cheeks. This repeated for a good 3 minutes. Her ass was red and warm from the spanking. Tears rolled down her eyes. But she didn't move. She held very still. "Very good. Now you can suck my cock. Get up and kneel in front of me". She immediately complied. "Suck it. Make it hard. Make it want to fuck you."She took his cock in her mouth. It was limp. She knew it.