"So I guess it's Helen Lester and Carl Kerry now," I said, reading thesecurity passes they wore on chains around their necks."I guess so," said Carl, ...rinning at Helen who was still staring at him.She looked away, blushing furiously.On our monitors, the Prime Minister was coming out of 10 Downing Streetto address the media. I was right. She was a real looker."Ladies and gentlemen, the Prime Minister, Moira Smith," said a flunkyas she stood in front of the lectern. 'Moira'. Yes, Blair was born. Would you possibly want to hang out after school?" I asked."Um, yeah! Sure! Let's meet at the parking lot outside of the school," Mystique said."Really? I mean, sweet! I'll see you after school, Misty," I said.Mystique and I parted ways. I went inside my room. I took a deep breath. I looked down and noticed that my dick was still hard. I started having dirty thoughts about Mystique. School was pretty much over. I felt a sudden urge to sexually please myself. I figured I had some time left. Now we went back into the living room for a couple of more drinks, the boys couldnt keep there eyes off of me. Every guy had a big smile and a bulging erection and I still wanted cock down my throat. So I went to John while he was standing up dropped to my hands and knees and looked up to him and begged "Please fuck my mouth." More cheers, "fuck her mouth, she wants it." John went to his knees and whiped out his cock and took no time carefully jamming it all the way down my throat. He set the. I looked in her eyes and asked, "You're loving this aren't you, you fucking slut." YES!" she said with a crazed look in her eyes, her cheeks red and flustered, she was breathing heavily.I slapped her, she moaned, and I slapped her again. "FIlthy cockteasing whore." I growled at her, "Get on your fucking knees whore!"She couldn't have dropped to her knees any faster, and reached for belt. I slapped her hard and yell at her, "Oh so now you're not a fucking cock tease are? You're just a big titted.