CHAPTER 3: Things Take A Turn For The Worst well, i could say that i found my one and only lover. the next two weeks after that party had changed my l...fe. we were in blissful puppy love, doing everything together. i could say everything was great. the faces of the people at school when they seen me and her walk through the halls together, hand-in-hand, was priceless. we were the talk of the school until something else came up to gossip about. i still couldnt convince her to let me drive her. So had I – so far as Emily knew. This was going to be Reunion Night. She would surely want to start off with oral ministrations – sixty-nine, which we both enjoyed for starters, but which we both found too distracting to serve as anything but foreplay.Then she’d take over, depriving me of her soaked center but continuing to use her skillful mouth on my eager, rock-hard cock, straining to bury itself ever-deeper in Emily’s wet, welcoming mouth. All of this to assure that, a short time later, her. " I figure a little fresh air and I'll be good as new."Mr. Mulino nodded."So what are you bummed about?" I asked."What makes you think I'm bummed?" You just have that look."He sighed. "Just normal frustrations of running a school. Though you're not helping." What did I do? Like I said, I haven't even talked to Mr. Parker in almost a month." Your play." My play? What happened? Did Mr. Parker complain about the pregnant girls?" No, he didn't. And, actually, he was very impressed by what you put. My hand inside you – filing you, your fingers on your clit and with my mouth firmly latched on and pulling your nipple deeply into my mouth your body is stimulated to the point that it all becomes a blur. I imagine that your eyes are still closed – but instead of seeing blackness, you see the shimmering colors moving as a kaleidoscope in front of you but that turning of those shapes and colors are increasing as your fingers increase the tempo that you are administering to yourself, aghhhhhhh.