Snippets of conversation were full of "cool" and "yaknow" and "he's like..." and I didn't draw more than a passing glance. My work clothes, after all,...in this blue collar town, were pretty standard: Khaki-colored pants, cotton shirt (ironed! Thanks, Nikki!) and normal-looking safety shoes.Second hurdle: the 'safety resource officer', a policeman assigned to the school as a further sink of my tax dollars. "Excuse me, sir. Can I ask your business here?" he asked.I wanted to say "I'm back because. She started kneading my cock over the pants.“It’s already big. I don’t have to make it big,” she said.“You can make it even bigger.”She pulled my zip down, put her hand inside and grabbed my hot cock over the inners. Meanwhile, I was kneading her big melons with both hands. I asked her to come forward a little bit. Then I slid my left hand inside her pants from behind and grabbed her enormous ass. Her naked flesh was so smooth and soothing.We were feeling each other till the bus reached. It moves easily in and he pushes it in as far as he can reach. I like this sensation. Now he adds his second finger to the first, the oil and my own arousal juices make it an easy fit.As he moves his two fingers in and out of my ass, he uses his other hand to rub across my nipples. I don't know how long I can just lay there. So many feelings are rush through my body. My nipples are so hard and erect, I can feel wetness dripping out of me now. I have an overwhelming need to have more of Mike. The doorbell rang at two-fifteen and Jerry had all the guys move into the bedroom before he answered the door. Cyndi thought she was just coming to see Jerry and the others were going to be a surprise. I could hear the conversation as Cyndi came in:"How long do you plan on doing this?" she asked."Until I get tired of you" Jerry said, "And that could be a long, long time." You really are a low life. Okay, lets get it over with."I could hear them walking toward the bedroom where the guys were.