Just then her phone rang forcing her to lazily wander over to the desk and answer it. “Hello,” she said while yawning. “Hi sleepy head,” cam... the male voice from the other end. There was something familiar about the voice but she couldn’t place it. “Who is this?” she asked. “It’s Steve,” he said, “remember, we met in L.A. a few months ago.” Amber remembered only too well. She immediately felt a little tingle in her loins. In spite of some guilt, she did enjoy herself that night. “Of course. * “OUCH!” I screamed, as a pencil hit the back of my head. I looked right at my best friend. She was giggling, making in obvious that it was her. I ripped a piece of paper out of my notebook, crumbled it up, and threw it at her. Than everyone in the class was doing it. This was the most fun I’ve had in a while. Mr. Ferguson walked through the door and slammed it shut. Looking at everyone and all of the paper on the floor and said “Really assholes?” Everyone started laughing. I thought he would. With the permission given, he groans, bucking up hard into her once again as he feels her body shudder and tighten, exploding inside of her tight hole."Ah god, that's so amazing," she moans above him, feeling his seed flow around his cock and out of her, down her furry thighs. He'd been so full and now the pressure was finally released within him. His muscles relax even as his chest heaves. He still quivers within her as she hasn't gotten off. He looks up to her, sees her eyes closed, a look of. Monique quickly sat up, a confused look on her face. Iwas afraid she didn’t know how to deal with my attention.Rene was oblivious to everything. The sight of hisgymnast physique glistening in the bright sunshine madehim look like a Greek god. He gave us each a big smilebefore reaching into a pocket and showing Monique agold, heart-shaped charm on a chain.‘I wanted to give you this later but decided maybe nowwould be a good time’ he said, putting the chain aroundher neck. Monique responded with.