Michael was laughing his ass off now, “Are you KIDDING me!? Is that IT!?” he wrapped his hand around his giant prong, the fingers curling just ben...ath where the visible line of slobber I’d left behind stopped, just a couple of inches below the end of his head.I punched him in the thigh, hard, “well it’s really BIG! Nobody could do any better than that!”“Hate to break it to you, but that’s NOT true.”I growled, hating how I was only getting more and more turned on by his endless bragging and. After the final class ended, she slipped into the locker room and put on the tightest shorts and top she could find in her closet the night before. Her slim, shapely figure was more than flattered; she would easily pass for one of her girls. She even (thanks to me) liked the way the tight shorts fit in the crack of her ass and pussy. So what if she were a little wet?Since Friday was a quick, varsity-only day (with a basketball game that night), Carson High's 12 elite cheerleaders were decked. Molly gasped, and her grip on my arm was tight enough to cut off my circulation.Higgins noticed her and gave her a smile showing crooked yellow teeth. "Sure was a pretty one, wasn't she, Miss?" He said as he ogled Molly in a very nasty way. When I glanced at her, she was white as a ghost and almost trembling."Tell me, since you have seen several of the victims, did anything strike you about how they were killed?" The only thing I know is whoever killed them was very skillful. He really knew how. ” There is a pause and I hear your phone click. I know you just took my picture, and I smile. Another click and pause, longer this time. I can’t figure out where you are, or hear what you are doing. I shift slightly, raising my hips and lowering them to get more comfortable. The sound of clothes coming off and landing on the ground seems so loud in the quiet. I freeze in anticipation of your touch. The chair cushion sinks as you kneel on it between my legs, one foot on the floor, right hand.