Another girl, this one Karen’s age came walking up to Karen. ‘Do you know how lucky you are? Betty’s the meanest girl in this school.’ Karen n...dded her head. ‘C’mon, don’t be so scared. It ain’t that bad. By the way, my name’s Chritie.’ ‘I’m Karen.’ Karen’s fears were quickly forgotten as she talked with Christie. Everything was fine, until later that afternoon…. ‘Mr. Mendoza, may I go to the bathroom?’ asked Karen. ‘Yes.’ Karen hurriedly walked out of the room and down the hall to the. Carols last night in town was last night, we all decided to head out to a local sports bar for a few drinks. both of them were dressed to kill, short skirts, low cut tops, and heels. during the drive there, and most of the night they were teasing me, (and everyone around us, including our waitress). they sat together in a booth, i was across from them, kept dropping things on the floor, when i reach down to retrieve what was dropped, both of them would spread their legs so i got a good view of. I threw on my clothes and drove to the bar and went down every street and alleyway until I found her curled up next to a dumpster sobbing. She made herself so small I nearly passed her. I got out and sat beside her, letting her be alone with her pain, but letting her know I'd share it when she was ready, not with words, just sitting there patiently until she acknowledged me. It was hard not to hold her, but I resisted. I don't know how long I sat with her, but however long, it seemed longer.. Petra felt the slick warmth of her pussy engulf her clit as Barb sat back. Barb arched her back and rode the rigid pole, grinding as hard as she could against it until she was shaking with another orgasm. Collapsing on top of Petra she reached between them to diddle her clit with Petra?s long, hard clit still inside her. ?Can you cum sweetie?? she whispered. ?Yes, and I need to!? Petra laughed. ?Then have your way with me!? Barb yelled as she sat up, flinging her arms open wide. Petra swung.