She could feel her nipples so stiff she was certain every student could see her them spiking from under her lace bra and blouse. Her thighs squeezed a...ain as she looked over the room. Just breath. She squeezed the ball again. Breath. You know what you have to do.The bell rang, and it seemed that the klaxon only vibrated her already sensitive nerves. Her plush red lips opened. She felt certain they could all hear the quaver in her throat. “All right, that’s it. Enjoy your summer vacation, be. Hannah and I will bring a couple of locks back with us too. What do you think?”“Hmmm. See any other bike shops?”“Nope. The one at kilometer eleven is the only one we’ve seen so far.”“Okay. Use your judgment Jada. I have no objection to locking up the bikes. One thing though. Practice locking and unlocking a store we don’t need first.”“Oh, very good point, will do. I’ll call you in an hour. Jada out!”Mark then calledMadisonin the Dress Barn and checked that everything was okay.As the second call. “This thing is huge”, I say as I try to wrap my hand around the shaft, “I think I can do it for you though, you’ll have to trust me completely.” A twinge of excitement runs through you, the thought of wrapping your lips finally around that massive shaft has you wet already, not to mention my choice of words. Of course you trust me, but the mysterious tone in your voice tells you you’re in for something a little different.I lay you on your back in the middle of the bed, and put a pillow. Along with videos of them cumming and being sucked. I always imagine that it’s me pleasuring those magnificent erections. come to think of it however, I love the images of soft, hanging cocks just as much, maybe more. The hypnotic way a soft cock moves and swings, dangling between a man’s legs. It makes my knees weak. It makes me crave and desire to kiss it, to feel the softness on my lips and face and make it swell. To feel it harden in your mouth, knowing it’s you that is bringing that.