Few quick strokes and his cum filled my pussy, too.He pulled it out and I felt the cum oozing out."Hold her legs up, I'll take a picture of that!"In a...minute I felt one cock on my face again: "Take one of this, I'll stick it in her mouth!" Wait, I'll wipe her pussy with the tissue here!" he cleaned my pussy with a napkin."Now take a picture of me in her pussy!"He pushed his cock in again and I felt he was hard again.The door of my office suddenly opened: "Hey guys what........What a fuck you. ...........And I did. I dreamt not of Michael, but of Dr. Curl, who was examiningme on a medical couch. He kept saying, "a girl, I thought you were aboy," then assaulted me." I awoke terrified. It took my mind a couple ofminutes to realise that it was all a bad dream. Thank God, I said tomyself.Saturday morning school seemed interminable. I skipped lunch and readiedmyself for Michael. I dressed in tights and a woollen mini skirt, clumpyhigh heels and layered tops, for the weather had suddenly. With a smile I nodded to the two of them, as I concentrated. At first nothing happened, then I felt my power start to climb. I felt both Rigal and his mother back up as first my arm, then the rest of me started to glow.Nodding I felt the structure start to reform. Good I thought, as pieces started to slide into place. Within moments my power was three times higher as everything was moving, almost too fast to be seen.Twenty minutes later, I dropped both my arms with a smile on my lips. "There, I. “Umm… what are we doing?” he asked nervously. “Stuff,” I said, pushing him against the wall. I pushed myself against him pressing my lips to his. I reached up placing my hand around the back of his head. His lips and mine now squishing and smacking into one another. My tongue rolled over his, our saliva mixing together in our mouths. We stood there heads tilting and twisting while we made out, the furiousness growing with each kiss. His hands were frantically groping and exploring my body.