I was still mulling that over when for some reason I thought about the yelling I got for the pictures in the hallway. I didn’t realize it for a few ...econds until I figured out my brain was trying to tell me something. It had found an irregularity and was focused on the third picture I’d seen in the Hallway.It was two guys with big smiles on their faces. The bigger guy had his arm around someone in a Graduation Cap and Gown. Looking at the image more closely I realized it was my school colors.. " That was a goodie," she agreed."Did you enjoy the cruise?" I asked her. Talk about cheap fishing for compliments! I knew damned well she'd had a great time. It had been entirely evident, all evening long."Very much," she said simply."I wish I could tell you I thought of it all by myself," I said, "but I didn't. If it had been up to me, we'd have gone to a damned movie in the Mall, or something." Betsy, huh?" Yeah. She's my coach." I guess she told you -- everything." I doubt it. She gave me. All the time she was holding my cock and moving it up and down. I reached my way to her warm pink inviting pussy and I inhaled her musky feminine scent. I softly placed my mouth on her pussy lips and gently kissed it. Her womanhood was even sweeter than I imagined. I wasted no time in going down on her and eating her out like a starving mad man who hadn’t seen food in ages. She moaned as she raised her body up and held my head there as she grinded her pussy against my face. I could feel her. I know I am being a bitch but what’s power without the will to use it.Me: I like it!I take off her t-shirt. I am mad over her boobs. Her body is intoxicating. Young, supple with velvety skin. Round and firm boobs, thighs are perfect in shape and no space in between but not fat either.Her pussy which is young and with very little soft pubic hair. That’s youth in its absolute prime. Just imagine a beauty like Tamanna Bhatia with boobs of size 36. She takes off all my clothes.Vaishali: I want.