And yet, the essay had been in the pile from my fourth period class, and I knew it could not have come from anywhere else. Then my mistake hit me. I h...d set the deepthroat essay aside without noting which essays came before and after it. Staring at the stack of papers, I attempted to remember which essay I had graded immediately after the deepthroat one. It had been about cooking a thanksgiving meal for the first time after her mom passed away, or at least I thought it had. I searched for the. . Kristen moaned as they pushed into her pussy and ass, double penetrating her as she knelt between them.Her hands were on the dwarf's shoulders that was fucking her needy pussy, his face was right at her chest and he started biting and sucking on her nipples, his beard scratching her breasts. It felt incredibly hot, having two dicks push into her at once, filling her pussy and ass at the same time. She could feel them sliding against each other, and her hands gripped the dwarf's shoulders. I was finally getting what I wanted, him fucking my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and tried to make me deep throat him. To be an asshole I told him I didn't want him touching my hair. He then moved his hands to caress my body as I caressed his dick with my tongue. I told him his hands were cold and that I didn't want to be touched. The truth was the exact opposite. I wanted him to pull my hair and thrust his hips and fuck my mouth with force as I gagged on his young dick. I wanted him. It seemed like a good idea to ask her about selling me a piece of it. So when I met her after six month out of joint, I did just that. She had suggested that I stop by and take a look at the old place. If I saw anything I liked we could talk about me buying it.I followed her directions to a gravel road two miles down the county road from Lucy’s place. I turned right on to the, not so great, gravel road. I decided it could use a couple of more truck loads of gravel. A hundred yards or so from.