‘Mmmm I think the slut likes what she sees and I bet she wants to taste that meat’ Greg says and the words take me back a little. Don’t get me w...ong I love being treated like a slut but I’ve never had a stranger talk to me like that but my juices start to moisten the insides of my thighs and I take Mark’s cock in my mouth.I suck them both in turn, gradually taking them both deep in my mouth (after some stretching in Greg’s case) Both cocks make me gag and as I swop between them globs of spit. She leaned into his ear and stuck her tongue deeply inside it, then gave his ear a wet sloppy lick as she whispered, “I’m so wet, baby. I’m so ready for you.” His cock jumped fully erect at the words. She bit his ear hard, and as he moaned again in pain and pleasure she laughed loudly. Her laugh sounded like music. It resonated deeply within him, somewhere beyond his cock and head and heart. She pushed him away, and with her now familiar dolphin grace flipped up onto a nearby counter top,. The football team did pretty well. We had to play the fight song a lot tonight. Katie sat next to me again during the game. When the band took its break after halftime, Katie and I headed for the snack bar, but she pulled me around to the side of it farthest from the football field and we kissed. In fact, we kissed a lot. We kissed for a long enough time that we heard the band playing stand tunes again.“Oops,” Katie giggled. “We’re late.”We hurried back to the stands. Mr. J. glared at me for. "You want to rub it in, Eh? Cruel little minx! Hang on, I'll get them."John scurried off and came back a minute later with some Polaroid prints of the aftermath of the recent fight. One showed Gwen with a foot resting on Harry's stomach, her arms raised in triumph, and another showed her in a similar victory pose over Jessica. Others showed her with her arms around various members of the party, still one foot on one or other of her fallen friend's stomachs. Harry and Jessie were very much not.