“Come here, eat my pussy.” Mrs. White told her.“Wha?” was all Alexia could get out. “You heard the woman” Mr. Porter said and took Alexia...by the arm and moved her down to Mrs. White’s pussy. Alexia had never thought she would eat pussy in her life, the thought never occurred to her. But now that she was trying it she wondered if she could be a lesbian, but decided it would be best to think about it later. Alexia licked the outside of Mrs. White’s pussy lips and felt her hands on the back of. . to study, I mean. You’d be welcome to join us.” The smile she shot at me guaranteed I’d have a hard-on all through Geometry.“It would be great if you’re sure I’m not imposing on your time together,” she said.“No problem,” Beca said. She gave us both a squeeze before rushing off to class and Rachel and I turned toward Geometry. I grabbed my wheelie in my left hand as I used my crutch to stabilize my right side.“You don’t need me anymore,” Rachel sighed.“Um ... It’s not like ... I mean ... Did. On the bed was a bag of mc-donalds. I got excited. When I reached the bed and opened the bag inside was 2 mc griddles, sausage of course, and 3 hash-browns. That question returned. How much does he know. I started to eat. As I was making my second bite u came back. In your hand was a carton of Tropicana orange juice. No pulp and a bag of tree and a pack of papers. U sat down beside me, gave me the orange juice, and watched me finish my bite while opening the fresh squeezed goodness. Mmm food.. Moving my head forth and back, never letting the cock out. And found his sensitive spot just beneath his cock head. And that made him gasp from my tongue.And I knew that I was doing a good job because his cock got even stiffer and his breathing quickened. No one interrupted this time and he groaned as he came his juice load into my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow and had no trouble at all, no bad taste only a wonderful taste of like olive oil that was very pleasant. I especially liked.