I flipped it up and walked over to a big shelf with plastic drawers where it had pencils, pens, markers, etc. I was looking and digging for a mechanic...l pencil because who really wants a regular pencil. Not me. It was taking forever; everyone goes through his pencil shelf. Ah hah, I finally found one. I closed the drawer and turned around to find Mr. Ferguson standing right behind me. He didn’t say anything and neither did I. He leaned in to kiss me. I backed up and hit the shelf almost. “Maybe,” I replied. So I took the condom out of the package and onto my cock. Then I followed Kayla's request and inserted my dick into Hope once again. Then I started out slowly, but I started ramming her really hard after about a minute. I spanked her really hard then. I knew she'd like then, it was a lot better that second time. I guess because it was OK with Kayla. Or maybe it was just more exciting because we were having a threesome. So I made Hope moan some more. “Oh yeah, shove your cock. "Would you like to do a bit of watersports?" I asked, before precluding a reply by kissing her open mouth and feeling our tongues wildly enmesh for a moment before she asked:"Would it make me a very naughty girl? A very bad girl? A really dirty, slutty girl?"I knew what this meant of course! "I think you know it would! And what does a dirty, slutty girl need?"We threw off the duvet and Dee rolled over and stuck her large, plump and shapely arse cheeks up. I caressed and squeezed for a moment. I groaned more. "Oh God... oh fuck yes.... !" Her hand continued to work on my cock. She took a tight hold and parted the pocket as she pulled it free from within the boxers and into the cool air of freedom. Her hand glided back and forth, up and down as she caressed the length of my foreskin, slipping it softly within her grasp as her thumb occasionally would slide up along the underside of my cock and against the edges of the eye that looked out upon top.I groaned, my head buried into the.