I was so wet, I wanted to go get my dildo and moan so loud! Michael began to carress my hair, as his arm was on the back of the couch. The old yawn-an...-put-arm-around trick. I didn't stop him, I liked my hair carressed. But as he carressed my hair, his other hand moved between my legs. He pulled my panties to the side and massaged my clit with his middle finger. I squirmed and let out a low moan. Causing Josh to look at what we were doing and a smile spread across his face. "Oh Michael! Noo...". This often resulted in unauthorised absences, poor punctuality, numerous detentions, and the dreaded call home. Despite this, Mia still managed to get the grades that were required of her. She was one of the handful that the school deemed ‘gifted and talented’, which meant that without much work or effort at all, Mia was a more than able student, and it showed. But despite having a knack for academia, she wasn’t much of an academic, instead choosing to coast through her education and. We made out for another five minutes, undressed each other, and explored each others body with our hands like we had done so many times in the past. "What do you say we take the fun up to my room," I said jumping to my feet, and headed to my room with Sam right behind me. We got there, jumped on the bed and proceeded to eat out, and finger fuck each other. This lasted for close to an hour before we finally started doing sixty-nine. “Mmmm, fuck! You eat pussy better than any other girl I've. Isabelle smiled, saying, ?I can change that?. Isabelle went to get the shaver and then shaved off Fifi?s pubic hair, till it was just one pink crack. ?There, now you got no problem?, smiled Isabelle. The reporter had a normal face, letting the candle was drip on the poor Blonde?s open pussy. Fifi made a high moaning-gagged noise but all she could feel was too much pain. Isabelle was touching her cunt, putting fingers underneath her short pants. The reporter was making her day. The reported.