I told her this was the third blow job and no we hadn’t fucked yet. But that I was going to if he had gotten hard again that night. “Don’t worry...about that” she said. “He’s almost 18, he’ll get hard again if he had a chance to stick his cock into your pussy”. She then asked if I was on birth control or was he going to use a condom. I told her I wasn’t fertile and no we didn’t have any condoms. She told me folks who use the “rhythm method” are called parents and she was way too young to be a. “Don’t you love how that corset makes her tits look so big. I see you staring and I know you would like to suck them. So would I. But you can’t because she’s down there sucking you off. So, instead, would you like to suck mine?” Rachel removed one of her large breasts from the tight confines of the corset … it practically made a noise as it popped out. She guided the nipple straight to Bob’s mouth and continued her patter. “Oh my god, that is so good, Bob,” Rachel said. “Jesus, no one has. I think I began to tremble in anticipation and replied in the affirmative. She went back to the apparently confused stud and whispered something in his ear. Both smiled at me and Deb returned. took my hand and told me to lay on the floor. I did and Deb sat on my chest, slid her knees under my armpits and pulled my head to her dripping pussy. I began to tongue her hole while spreading those long, furry lips with my hands. I felt another body on top of me. Debbie leaned over me and propped. . out.... in.... out... she could feel them stretching her, her pace getting more and more frantic... her moans getting louder and louder... but she didn't care... she wanted someone to find her finger-fucking herself in Professor J's lab. Her wish came true... right outside the lab, there was a senior watching her through the crack in the door. His cock got harder and harder in his pants and he felt rather uncomfortable. He watched as sweat trickled down her tanned belly and her head was.