Then he raised his head from the precious pillow of her body to look at his love. They gazed at each other, as one being.Then they both sighed. Ann ha... been away too long from the festivities and would soon be looked for. Their lips met briefly in a gesture that was both a pact and a promise. She put her small cool hand on his chest, sliding under the linen to touch the warm skin over his heart. “Mine,” she said simply. Donne felt his pulse beat faster at this acknowledgement. It was no idle. .. I felt her cock head pressing my hole, gently then hard. I lifted my mouth off Gary's cock and groaned with pleasure but Bonnie was having none of it. She pressed my head down hard on to Gary's cock and the huge head penetrated my throat. I could not gag and my lips pressed against him, his swelling balls against my chin. She let go of my head. I came up for air and Bonnie stroked in and out of me. Again I took Gary's cock in my mouth and down my throat. Bonnie began to pump my ass hard. Marcus wet its tip with his tongue and moistened his thumb. He began stroking its underside with a back-and-forth motion. The sensations made me even harder, almost painfully so.With his free hand he caressed my body, fingering my navel and fondling my nipples. This added to my arousal and my heart was pounding. He brought me almost to orgasm and backed off, gently kissing me before resuming his stroking. Again he brought me to a hair’s breadth of a climax before backing off. I couldn’t believe. Amara dashed to the trashcan and threw up. “See, I knew she was pregnant,” the girl from earlier commented. The class watched Ms. Amara spill her guts into the garbage. There was no doubt she had morning sickness. “Go to study hall, I have to figure something out,” Ms. Amara commanded. She clutched the trashcan for dear life. Everyone did as she said except for me. The door locked because I wanted it to. I gently rubbed her back. Ms. Amara released the trashcan from her hold. I removed her.