Without realizing it, she began to breathe heavily. Again she looked around the room. An image hit her.She was on her knees, completely nude, and all ...hree boys had their hard cocks in her face, stroking themselves hotly. She was backed up against a wall and couldn't back away from them even if she wanted to, but she didn't want to. Kevin was saying that they were going to come, and that when they did she was going to open her mouth wide and take every drop of sperm from their nuts.Fantasizing. The loneliness of the day melted for her as his lips brushed her forehead and seemed to brush away all the nagging doubts of insomniac demons. She had waited in this bed, his bed, many nights and always just as she was sure that this would be the night that he would not come home, she would hear him. The down pillows that encircled her head were no guarantee of dream filled nights without his warm body beside her and the clock hands moved agonizingly slowly ( so slowly in fact that she would be. Paxton Schaffer was my high school English teacher, he was pretty good looking. Mr. Schaffer was 32 years old and single. He was about 5'8" and 190lbs. I have had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. "I'd love one." I said. I got into Mr. Schaffer's pick up. His pick up smelled just like his amazing clogne. Since we both lived in the same apartment building, I didn't feel bad about making him drive me home. "Watch out, the sidewalk looks really icy." Mr. Schaffer warned me. "I'm so. "I didn't resist as Les pulled off my shirt. Her lips moved along my neck. I felt teeth gently nibble my skin and it was like raindrops of pleasure. My entire body felt alive. I barely notice as Les pushed me back on the couch. I looked down and saw my friend push up my skirt and practically rip off my underwear. It was like some sort of dream. I looked back at the monitor and saw the woman on her back now, working her toy in and out. But her eyes, those blue eyes, were met my gaze and that is.