I lay back, my cock slapping against my stomach. Larissa's eyes were glued to it. "Your turn," I said quietly. She nodded. She pushed off the panties,...then she lay back as well. I took my cock and slowly began stroking it. Larissa's hands slid down over her flat taut belly, paused above her small thatch of hair. She looked over with a concerned look."Go ahead," I said. "It feels good," as I slowly stroked my cock.She stared at my cock before laughing at what I had said. Her hand moved over her. "Alright, see you down there." He said and closed the door and headed downstairs.I walked down the stairs a few moments later. I could smell the pizza and it smelled amazing. I walked past the living room where Dylan sat on the couch eating pizza and watching TV."Hey! Welcome to the party!" He said enthusiastically as I walked by and grabbed my pizza off the counter."What are we watching?" I asked as I hopped over the back of the couch while balancing three pieces of pizza."Jaws." He looked at. She came into the classroom in some strange clothing. Usually Emma was reserved to trousers with flat bottom shoes. Today she came into class wearing a skirt that barely covered her nether regions, and her shoes were shiny black heels. In all honesty, and miss Tobin felt bad for saying so, but her top student was dressed as a school girl slut. And to top off the bad girl image she was called out of class and didn't come back.Miss Tobin started rubbing her head when there was a knock at the. We walked back to our trailer. Traci wasn't in the living room, so I lead Peter down the hall to her door. I stopped and looked back at the kid."You know Peter, I can make you be here. I can make you hear what she has to say. But I can't make you listen. But as long as you're here, you might want to consider it."Peter looked stubborn as I knocked on Traci's door.Inside, Traci was sitting on her bed. I pointed at her desk chair, and Peter sat. I started to leave, but Traci shook her head, so I.