He was tall and handsome with a big hairy cock and a nice set of low-hanging balls. My plan was to suck him off good and then cum myself at the same t...me he did. Studs love to know they are pleasing a girl and I wanted him to know how much he was pleasing me. I knew he could shoot a bigger load than I could swallow so I was planning to let him shoot it all over my face like a dirty little whore would. That was sure to turn him on again when he saw my face covered with his sweet cum. I opened. ’ I took that moment to pull my gym bag from my knapsack before shoving the latter into my locker. ‘See you later Tara.’ ‘Later Johnny,’ she said, causing me to frown. No one called me Johnny. I hated the name, but oddly enough it didn’t sound bad when she said it. She winked at me before she left. I’m sure that was just to irritate Tiffany. It worked admirably. ‘Maybe you’d rather have her as a girlfriend?’ my girlfriend said angrily once we were out of Tara’s earshot. I wasn’t in the mood. I. It was stimulating.The thing was the conversation wasn't the only thing that was stimulating. From the moment Susan had seen Diana's eyes on her legs getting out of the cab at the restaurant she had been confused. Confused and excited. The longer the evening had gone on the more she had realized that Diana was looking at her, perhaps not as a man looks at woman, but something even more intimate. And oh, so much more exciting.They had walked from the restaurant to the bistro. The jazz they had. No one would bother two mothers with young children," Suenee told me with a smile.Tweed came to see me again shortly after that."Have you heard... ?" he demanded, grimly."About the train, yes!" I answered."Is that wise?" he demanded still upset."Suenee seems to think it is," I answered. "She says that no one will bother them on the train, and there will be a number of foreigners on the train also."I still don't like it," an exasperated Tweed said as he settled on the other end of the sofa..