They had all willing dropped their pants and the bus driver had the pleasure of seeing in his rear view mirror erect black cocks being attended to by ...he quartet of Cheerleaders who were, without favouring anyone in particular, going from one to the other and sucking them off until they had generated another fountain of spunk. He drove slower than was really necessary but he didn’t want to miss any of the action as he lusted after the sight of upturned butts, swinging pert tits and, yes, erect. The mystery lover was nowhere to be seen, but judging from the amount of food Marie-Josée was preparing, he must still be in the apartment. They chatted briefly and Marie-Josée’s nervousness seemed to increase. French finally excused herself, telling her cousin she was going to hit the shower before breakfast. When she joined her cousin in the kitchen after her shower, the mystery man had risen from bed and was sitting at the tiny table near the window drinking a cup of coffee. French gasped. "What the heck happened? Oneminute you're dancing..." And next you're going all 'Carrie' on us," Tina interjected."Kaitie..." Sarah said softly, motioning the others to stop their sharpquestioning with her hands. "Kurt?" she said, more plainly. "Whathappened?" She waited a moment. "Listen, you wanted to learn about usgirls, well start learning. We're here for each other, and right now,you're one of us... you can tell us anything. We'll be here for you. Ipromise, as 'one of the girls'." She. We work together so I never gag. A couple of times I slide almost completely off and just keep the tip of his cock in my mouth. While I have been bobbing on his cock, BDJ has been saving his spit, and with perfect aim he lets his spit drip down onto his cock to provide more lubrication. Like I said, we both knew what needed to be done. Getting 6 inches down now was not a problem. I would get the six inches down and he would push a little more and keep it there then pull me back and then repeat.