Jesus, she has a bony ass! Then I realise the inevitable is happening - at age 17, and with hormones coming out my ears, I am getting an erection. And...I know it's going to be a big one."Oh, God!" I think to myself, "not now!" But it has no effect on what's happening, and soon, too soon, I have a big problem. In the dark and chatter of the slow journey, in the foggy conditions, I feel her shift her ass - there is a little intake of breath that only I can hear. Then I feel her move again; she is. I take it out of the hard plastic case and gives it to her. She looked at it and gave it back to me and said, Try it out and send selfies to your husband. I took it and gave her my phone to take pictures. First I began to run my tongue around it and across it a little as pictures were being taken. Then slid my tongue in to the slit and licked it then started pushing it in and out and in and out sucking on it for a bit and the shoved my fingers in it pumping it while licking. My friend said, My. “Here we go,” Mark said. “Check this one out – she has a sweet puss.” I glanced over and saw that Mark was avidly watching the screen. “What do you think?” Mark said.“About what?” I said. “Her?”“Yeah – would you fuck that puss?” It was amazing how crude Mark could be when there were no women around to hear.“Of course,” I said. “Who wouldn’t?”We watched the screen as the woman spread her legs and the man began to enter her. I was starting to get aroused, and if I had been alone, would have. See you tomorrow!”With a wave of her hand, Marnie left and I stood to accept Ms. Stone into my classroom. Little did I know Harper Stone had gone through one hell of a transformation over the summer.“Hi, Mr. Caan!” an overly jubilant Harper said as she practically skipped into the room.Gone were the loose-fitting shirts, baggy pants and flowing sweaters that used to make up her wardrobe. All her previous clothing had been replaced by an extremely low-cut, spaghetti strap cream-colored tank top.