Crawling away from my 9' inch cock, I pulled her back towards me. Thrusting harder with each stroke she began to cream on my cock. The smell of sex in...the air, paired with the sight of her ass clapping back and forth was insatiable. I pulled on her brunette hair as I piped her deeper and deeper. She liked it rough, and the only thing left for me to wonder was would she let me? Could I ask the question for which the answer was always no? Thinking about the question so much made me lose focus, so. Thus when Harv grabbed at Jake, who normally just tried to get away, he was surprised that Jake didn't flee. Harvey pulled back his fist for a ponderous right hand blow, but something was wrong. He was surprised to find himself sitting on the floor, blood gushing from both sides of his nose.It didn't take long for the teachers to arrive. Someone had rushed to report that Harvey was beating up on Jake. The football coach and one of the male teachers ran across the cafeteria, intent on saving. The hostess greeted him like a favorite brother, with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. They looked full, but the hostess was able to find a table that was just being wiped down. They sat facing each other, but it quickly changed to side-by-side when it became apparent that Mary couldn’t tell a lager apart from a pilsner. Frankly, Jack couldn’t either, but reading the menu became a series of jokes and musing on the tastes of beer that neither of them cared. They ordered, and started talking. And. Slut. My slut.“Wha’ sh’ we do today?” She murmured.“Well…lets…”I lost my speech in a gargantuan yawn. Smiling, I lay on my back stretching my arms right back, filling my lungs to bursting. Holding it. And releasing, flush faced and relaxed.“Pleased to see me…?” she interrupted, grinning playfully. I let out a laugh as I saw the massively tented sheets above my Totem Pole.“Morning Horn. A force of nature. One most definitely.