My hand had inched up her leg, taking her skirt with it and now it was above her knee, I brought my hand back and stroked her stockinged thigh, I coul... see little beads of perspiration on her forehead, but she didn't say anything, she just took another pull of water.I went on to say how so much violence and unrest would be nonexistent if people just loved one another more, she drank more, I could see her mouth was drying out as my hand moved a little higher on her thigh, I could see the leg. He carried me to a private little spot and laid me down in the sand. The sun was still setting and the orange light shined through the pine trees. He lay down next to me on his side and began kissing my neck and speaking softly and deeply in to my ear between kisses. “I have wanted you since I first laid eyes on you...I have not been able to get you out of my mind and I was so worried that I may not see you again. I wanted to call so many times...but I was sure you would think I was a pervert. But don’t stop. If YOUR teacher isn’t the best to help you with a subject, maybe another is. Don’t discount extra-curricular activities – science club, math club, that sort of activity. If they don’t have those things in your school, start them yourself, formally or informally. I’m not discounting pom-pom skills as not being useful to A career path, but it’s not YOUR career path.”“What about a social life?” somebody shouted.“I was going to touch on that if somebody asked.”“We askin’,” came a. "Do you like sucking my big black cock?'"mmhmmm" was all I could get out while he slid in and out of my mouth."Let's see how much you can take." He put his hands on the back of my head and pushed my down on his dick. I felt it slide until it hit the back of my throat and he held it there for a few moments. Then he let me up so that I could breathe."Damn girl you got some skills."He pushed my head back down onto him and started thrusting in and out of my mouth. I have to admit it was kind of.