So that worked.Pushing two fingers inside her and lapping her clit as if it was the last drink I would get, Amber exploded and, so sensitive was she, ...hat she pushed my head away and I could watch her stomach muscles clenching as she came, and my fingers could feel the pulses of her vaginal muscles.Peace.I said she was much smaller than me, and after catching her breath, she lay on top of me, her breasts pushed against my chest, my cock rigid against her stomach, and her head resting on my. Damn, I tastegood. Only thing better tasting is when I suck Storm’sdog spunk from her spasming quim.That takes a lot of work. He leaves so much in herthat unless I hold her closed as he withdraws, theirliquid flows out and I wind up sleeping on a huge wetspot instead of filling my lust filled mouth withtheir pungent juices.I feel Storm’s front toenails as they clench andunclench on my shoulders. Every once in a while, hetugs to see if he can free himself. Eventually, Irelent and. As she reached the hay she looked back at me on her hands and knees and wiggled her ass. I pounced. I lunged at her from behind and reached around and tore the buckle of her belt apart, undid the waist button of the jeans, zipped them down and pulled them firmly over her ass and down to her knees along with her sticky panties. She hissed, "Yesssss...". Unable to get away from me with her knees tangled in her jeans and panties, she propped her elbows on a bale of hay, arched her back and raised. I adjusted my pants, shifted into gear and headed for school.I pulled into the parking lot 15 minutes later. I'd guessed right, by the time I got there I'd miss about half of History. I walked in and Mr. Hansen looked over his glasses at me, then continued with his lecture.I must have been on autopilot or something. I'd had my attention on getting to class and seeing how Mr. Hansen was going to react and didn't notice anything else. I went to ask the student next to me what page to turn to when.