When I was only 17 I was with the most popular guy of highschool and of course he was captain of football team. Me I was cheerleader in this team that...s how we've met, he defloured me one night in his car and it was good and every weekend we were together in his car or somewhere else but very far from our ciy because we were popular and well esteemed by community.However this fairytale had a tragic end, we were at weekend and as usual we had our rendezvous point before leaving, but he was not. She sucked and swallowed, gripping his hips as she contained as much of his seed as she could, allowing him to sate himself in her mouth before finally letting him slip from between her sticky lips. She kneeled back and smiled at him, a little semen on her chin from where she had not been able to stop him overflowing from her. "Well now, don't y'all feel better for that?" she said. "While you get your breath back, I wonder if you would like to return the favour for me?" She stood, reached. I crawled out of bed and checked myself in the mirror. My large t-shirt was enough to cover my underwear and I assumed it would be coming off anyway. Without a second thought, I left my room and headed straight for Emma's. Hopefully, she was horny. She would be.Room 505. Room 505. Found it. I raised my fist to the door and knocked, waiting for her to come answer. There was no way she could be sleeping. Sure enough, the door opened and Emma was standing in front of me. God, how I missed her.. I walked over to the kitchen area and looked in the fridge. Hmmm. Ah, I see something.“Girl, you are so good at serving me up balls, do you think you can serve me a snack?” I asked.She looked perplexed. I took out a bag and opened it. In it was a bunch of grapes. She giggled.“I think I can.” She giggled again and grinned.She took a grape from the bunch as I held them out. She inserted it as she had done with the Ping-Pong balls. I bent over with my head between her legs and my mouth open, ready.