Before I knew it, it was already getting late. School started to let out,so when he came out, I joined my kid brother Remo for our walk home. Remo ask...d, "Walter, why did you get asked into the Principle's office?Did you do something bad?"Curtly I sneered, "No I didn't do anything wrong. Some guys did somethingand they thought I was with them. But you know I was in detentionyesterday."He tried to get some more answers out of me, but I didn't talk anymorethe rest of the long walk to our home.. We walked together with Caroline, Sonja and their mothers to therestaurant which was, thanks god, only a few hundred meters from thehotel; my feet in the high heel were already starting to hurt.Close to the restaurant, I hit a hole in the pavement with my right heeland started to tumble, but before I could fall down, somebody justgrabbed me around my waist."Bella signorina, devi stare pi? attento!" Oooh, many thanks for catching me!"He was still holding me with his strong arm around my waist. Once he steadied himself he began to move his cock in and out of her tight throat. The feeling of her throat muscles milking his cock was almost unbearable. He tried not to think about how glorious her throat felt massaging his penis so that he could last longer. She of course had to breathe from her nose and only when he pulled out of her sucking throat. He moved in and out, fucking his cock deep into her hot, wet throat canal. He started moving faster in and out of her throat. He drilled his. “Yes, honey?”“You sure are a darned good looking woman, pardon my French.”“Why thank you kind sir,” she said. “What’s brought this on?”“Just lyin’ here a’thinkin’,” I said, on the verge of chickening out. Candy turned away and fiddled with her hair. My courage returned.“I was thinkin’," I continued.“Uh huh?” She was still facing away from me, deliberately now.“I sure would be grateful,” I said, “if you would allow me to lick yaw ayass.”“Shondell, what has gotten into you?” she asked, playing.