A knock at the door made him start. Carl entered with a demure Ibby. Both Ibby and Jonathan were juniors, and they had a couple of classes together. T...is made things a bit awkward, but Jonathan wasn’t going to let this spoil things for him! Carl reminded Ibby to obey Jonathan’s instructions and left the room. Awkward silence. “Hi Ibby, thanks for coming.” Lame. What a lame opening. “Well, I didn’t have much of a choice, did I? Let’s get this over with.”“Ok, sorry, just trying to be nice. But if. That was it. The warm wet feel her lips was too much, Gary erupted into her mouth."Fuck, yesss!" he moaned as he shot down the back of her throat. His second spurt filled her mouth. She was struggling to swallow and had to back off his cock a bit to make more room for his load. She tightened her lips around the tip, and sucked as much as she could, scared the entire time it was going to overflow and drip out onto his pants. Luckily she had managed to swallow some of it, and the next few spurts. My eyes were closed for what felt like minutes. Then I looked straight into the wide gaze of the girl. She looked at me from inside the mirror. It was the sweetest face I had ever seen. Open, vulnerable. Greenish hazel flashed from under lovely arches of wonderment. She had sun-flushed skin. She had a pretty small freckled nose and a generous mouth. It hung half open with exhaustion. And it trembled."The visitor held her breath. Her hands started caressing the girl's behind. Her emerald eyes. She handed the envelope to the teacher, who opened it and examined the contents. ?Fetch me the slipper, Linda,? she ordered, dropping the envelope and the note onto the floor of the gym. The girl began to walk towards the trestle but, on hearing Miss Drake’s ?Faster girl!? broke into a trot. She returned and offered the plimsoll to the teacher.?Over the horse, Linda!?It took the girl some time to get into position over the gym equipment. Miss Drake made her reach right down the other side to.