..my beautiful princess, baby." Would you rent a pretty hotel room for us with a big bed and lots of pillows, and a view of the city?" Uh-huh," Laura ...nswered, very distracted by the gentle touch of my nose up under her ear. Our hands moved together across her skin, exploring the shape of her breasts. "Would you spend the night with me in the bed, and kiss my breasts? And eat my pussy, and mommy...?" Yes, baby girl, mmmmm..." "Would you let me eat your pretty pussy too? Please...?" Ohhh my god. It was to rebel against overly strict rules at first, I imagine, but now it’s... like you said: a casual greeting.”“And the teachers don’t stop them?”“They gave up on trying a long time ago and the school board paid too much money for that plaque to change it now. But, hey, don’t worry too much about it. A few girls get all of the attention; boys probably won’t notice you.”“Do you get throated a lot?” “I... sometimes... I mean, not because I’m not popular. It’s just... I’m really busy with. I played with my clit. I played with my g-spot. All the while daydreaming of Kevin. And, after two wonderfully powerful orgasms, I feel into a very deep, peaceful, contented sleep. I woke the next morning feeling so refreshed from releasing so much pent-up sexual energy the previous night. I tossed my cum-soaked panties into the washing hamper, showered, and dressed - with Kevin very much on my mind the whole time. When I arrived at the off-campus coffee shop the next morning, Kevin was walking. "Just a bit more instruction, I really believe you're a natural at this, I really do. If you lift it up, yes that's it. Can you see the underside? Look just below the head, just about in the middle, you'll see something that looks like a vein. Can you see it?" Yes," she murmured. "Right here, right?" Ummmm, yes, God... this is the most sensitive area of a man's cock." Paris groaned and shook his head as if trying to clear it."Whew, try flicking the tip of your tongue across it, from side to.