Ronnie, they’re not kids anymore. They’re what, fifteen, sixteen? What makes you think that either one of them hasn’t seen or done something lik... that? Were you a virgin at that age?” He smiled, knowing the answer. They had been childhood sweethearts, and he had popped her cherry, with her enthusiastic cooperation, the summer after they turned fourteen.Ronnie was smiling as she said, “You son of a bitch! Maybe I ought to find out just how innocent Harry Junior is, see if he’s got the same kind. My face and chin shiny with your juices. I lean forward and kiss you deeply. Pushing my tongue into your mouth and letting you taste your own juices. Our moans mingle together as we feast thoroughly from each others mouth.My morning cum has allowed me to hold off this long, but I can’t stop myself any longer. I slide off your body and stand on the floor between your outstretched legs. I position my big dark purple knob at the opening of your pussy and slide it up and down your slick wet slit,. "I ignored the question. "I'm here to resign, sir. I really can't take it. Got a hard-on all day and the whole school smells like cum." Yeah, they's kind of careless out in the halls and stairwells. I'll get the janitors out some more and use that disinfectant." Sir, I just can't teach them. I gave a pre-test in history. They don't know anything. Nothing. Not even their own county's history. And they've been in school eight or ten years."He just shook his head. "Fraid you are stuck, boy, less'n. “Looks like a dye job,” Jason added.“She’s hot though, right,” checked Mike.“Absolutely,” Jason affirmed.“I’d tear that up,” Scotty smirked.“We know, Davis,” Mike scoffed. “She’s young and she’s white.”“I like what I like. What can I say,” chuckled the African-American cop who had just been called out.RIght about then, a bouncy young lady with sandy blonde hair and large tits approached their table. “Hey, handsome,” she smiled.“Hey, babe,” Scotty hugged her and pulled out a seat. “Guys, this is.