"When he touches a tit in the wrestling, she kind of pauses and raises her arm before trying to escape. If he touches her butt, she giggles that he be...ter not spank her. He's brushed between her legs when he was pinning her, but not long enough to do anything. His touches aren't all accidental, you know." Don't blame Zak," I warned."She tries to touch too, her leg between his. Or maybe the side of her arm gets there. Like with her tits, if it seems accidental he'll go along." This is going. When my vision I was cleared I looked up to see Brandon’s cock staring back at me. I swallowed the lump in my throat, and prepared for it to have something else in it. I leaned forward until my lips were touching the head of his penis. I gave a heavy sigh, then took my best friend’s dick in my mouth. The feeling of a real cock was much different than the strapon I was used to sucking on. This one was more forgiving and not so stiff, but then again there was the taste and texture that reminded. How are you feeling?” the first one asked me. When I just looked at him without answering, he continued, “It’s me, Brian. Remember?”I nodded groggily. “Hi, Brian.”“What’s the matter with her?” I heard another one ask. “Oh, shit guys. She got into the goodies again.” He picked up the teapot and sniffed it. “What do you think, Jack. Should we go again?”Jack looked at me. “What the hell, why not? Mrs. Hopkins, why are you sunbathing with all your clothes on? Don’t you want a nice tan?”“Y-yes, but. Oh, how that girl was a tease. They noticed each other that day. The boy looked at her outfit that day. She was wearing a top that showed her cleavage just slightly with tight jeans. He noticed that she was actually very smart.“What’s your name?” he finally mustered to ask.“Desiree.”“Desiree, huh? That fits. Pretty name,” he said.“Yours?” Desiree said, smiling, bending over with her elbows on the lab table, showing said cleavage.“Shawn,” Shawn caught himself looking at her breasts.She was.