We wisely have decided to travel by cab this evening so that we can enjoy ourselves without worry of safely returning home. We are the hit of the nigh... with the boys, mostly because we each have almost all our cleavage exposed over the tops of our corsets. Many pretzels and pieces of popcorn are tossed into our décolletage as the boys got more and more drunk. The more beers I have, the bolder I become. I keep “accidentally” brushing against your thighs trying to adjust my skirt. Gauging your. “I mean… really like.” He looked at me as he added, “as in fancy me?” “I can’t answer that, Joe.” He smiled. Grinned in fact, then said, “Me too, Miss.” The doors were shut and no-one could see us unless they came right up to the door and peeked over the posters. I was holding my breath as the lump in Joe’s underpants came on show. He stopped. “Miss?” “Yes, Joe?” “Can I see your cunt?” I cringed at the harshness of the word. But it also thrilled me. “You’ll only show me yours, if I show. She said that he had a powerful control over his custodial staff. (I found later that she was absolutely right about that). She said he went right to her and pulled down her skirt and thong in one swoop, then lifted her onto his massive shoulders and ate her pussy until she shuddered and came. She said he spun her around without even putting her down, and held her with one hand and ate her ass. She said the way he was holding her looked like she was swimming. She said she came five times in. It was wet with pre-cum, and she touched the wetness there. "It's so big, how will it fit inside me?", she said, saying the words that makes any man feel proud and a stud. I smiled and kissed her. There it was again, the taste of her fresh, sweet mouth. She kissed me back this time, moving her tongue into my mouth. I sucked her tongue and then played erotic games with it using my own tongue. She could smell her juices on my mouth, and she also tasted some of her juices in my mouth. I.