Watching Miss Emerson seduce Betsy was the hottest thing I have ever seen. Betsy always loved me going down on her, but Miss Emerson was a professiona... cunt lapper compared to me. She had Betsy flopping on the bed and screaming as orgasm after orgasm rolled over her. Nothing could be hotter, I thought, until I saw Betsy eat her first pussy. I couldn’t hold it, I shot cum so hard, it hit me in the face.Miss Emerson was well sated and agreed to go with me and Betsy to see Mr. Evans and Coach on. “So you like it dirty huh?” he said as he slid his tongue into her mouth and lifted his left hand to her hardened nipple and tweaked it hard. “Yeah I do,” she moaned as he bit her lower lip. “Well I’ll just have to improvise. I have no idea what ‘dirty’ means Abbey. Be patient with me babe and I will do my best. Sit down for me,” and he backed away from her a little as she sat back down on the green leather chair once again. He unzipped his khakis and pulled out his throbbing cock. The. Sex? Maybe later. She was having too much fun to worry about it.Fun didn’t include boys ... messy, smelly things. She had older brothers ... she knew what boys were like. That’s not to say she felt the same about ... men. Horse of a different color were men. If she had her druthers it would be Unka Dave ... but he was married ... and she really liked Andie ... Andie did cool shit ... and she knew about History. As she was bent over the ceramic throne she realized that History had bitten her in. Later, he thought, he’d claim sloppy seconds from one of the girls. “- or accidentally, by appearing too early. Are you listening!?”“Yes, yes, I’m sorry, look; I’ll do anything if you’ll save my daughter”“Anything?” he questioned. She nodded “Truly? I’ve learnt a lot of ways in the last few months”“Anything! I’ll suck your soft dick and ram it up me dry. I’ll –”“-okay, okay. Look I’ll take you at your word. I’m sure you can teach me a few things.” She thought later that actually it was all.