Chairman," said Miss Dover in a quiet deliberate tone, "I have done some research and asked people who I acknowledge to be experts in the field and th...y all tell me the same thing." Go ahead, Miss Dover." Well, we should start these changes off on a trial basis in one high school only at first." Do you have a school in mind, Miss Dover?" asked the chairman."Yes sir. The Desiree Morehead Academy in Southern California near the beach is an elite yet progressive all girls school that would be. “mmm, better!” I moaned softly, enjoying the silence of the moment. “Uh, uh, uh!! Nice…and slow!” I instructed, pulling his hair roughly when I felt his tongue being too energetic. It’d be almost another hour before any of my coworkers would start showing up, so I was going to enjoy this time now!He followed my instructions perfectly, and was no doubt, enjoying every second of it. His tongue started at the bottom of pussy, licking its way upwards until it reached my clit. I responded with faint. His cock jerked harder than I had ever felt and the spunk he shot into me was massive, like some thick oyster and it seemed it would never end. He just kept shooting and shooting and spurting and spurting until he finally went limp on top of me. In time, he rolled off of me and that is when I had yet another surprise. Janelle straddled me the same as the men had except facing the other way. Then, she sat on my face! She said it would soothe me and calm me and help me relax and reorient my wits. Paul was ten years her senior and she had met him at one of his gigs when she was thirteen. She sighed again and told him about Charlie and Tallulah, and about Mary Howard. They sat down on Paul's improvised bench, a weathered surfboard supported by two gutted out loudspeakers."What are you going to do?" he asked, brushing his dark brown hair back and facing her, his eyelids half-closed because of the strong sunlight."Dunno," Linda answered, shaking her head, her right hand rotating one of her.