My eyes closed as the bullet drop out of my hand. His mouth grabbed a hold of my clit and his tongue flickered rapidly against my nub. While stimulati...g my g-spot with his fingers, "Fuck! fuck! fuck! Yes! God Damn!" I placed the pillow over my head to silence my screams as the orgasm rip through my body. I began to squirt and was amazed he was the first to make me do so. My breath became heavy and labored as I came down off the sexual high. He lifted himself up and brought himself to my lips. I. I liked the way he smelled, I don't know why.Put my fingers in my mouth to taste them.Don't know how to describe the taste,guess it just tasted like Rick and that tasted good to me.Next I wanted to touch the hair around his dick.That felt different than the hair under his arms.It was a lot stiffer, even stiffer than the hair around my dick.Wow! It really was fun playing with his hair.I was surprised he let me touch him where ever I wanted to.I tasted my fingers again,It wasn't the same taste as. I'm sure that you'll come up with some solutions to some of the problems we're projecting with the Prom." Like what?" he asked."Well, to be honest, the biggest one I'm worried about is attendance. My friend, Julie Serta, is president of the senior class. She told me last year they only had about fifty people at their Junior Prom and their class is bigger than ours." There's an easy solution," stated Derek."What?" Be more inclusive," he paused before continuing. "Be honest with me, Connie. The. There, at her suggestion, I allowed her to remove my soggy knickers before returning the favour.My servicing of Teresa, I fear, lacked her ingenuity but I was soon aware that she was co-operating fully, spreading her legs, raising her bottom, twisting her body to meet my increasingly fervid efforts. All the while she was murmuring encouragement, teaching me what was good, what might be better. Determined not to fail her, I did as she asked – even when she suggested I could slide a finger.