Mel sat in the bench stall as I pulled off her panties and dove my face into her modestly hairy mound. I stroked her warm labia, parting it with my ex...erienced tongue as I massaged her ample breasts too.She covered her mouth with her hand as she moaned in lust for me to take her to orgasm. I dove my entire mouth into her wetness and she complied by lifting her hips into my wanting mouth. I grabbed her ass and held her close as my tongue lashed at her pussy. She cried a high shriek which had to. "Card!" he demanded. The man surrendered his. Martin took a look at it, nodded, and said, "Him," -- then he checked himself. "Let's see your penis." You're kiddin' me, right?" the old guy said."No. The woman will want to see..." All right..." The old guy fished in his painter's pants and released a pretty serious-looking piece of meat -- oh, it wasn't eighteen inches, or anything, but it was a good-sized hunk of flesh. "Don't mean much," the old guy said. "I got high blood pressure. The. She moved her arm and held my hand in hers. I clumsily took her in my arms then realized that I had a hard-on and was naked.I tried to pull back and cover myself, but she whispered that it was OK. She held me tight, her large boobs pressed tight up under my chin. I was suddenly thrust into teen erotic heaven. I tried to mutter something, but her lips crushed mine in a kiss. She stepped back, breaking the kiss, and then started stripping, it was not a long process. Once the dress was slipped. During my first day, only a handful of people said anything to me. Today, no one did. The teachers even ignored me when I raised my hand. Any time I walked by anyone, I was referred to as a ‘No Good Yankee’. In the halls, I was open game. I was blatantly hit, shoved, books knocked out of my hands, feet stomped at, and more shoulder blocks were steadily given to me. I felt like a pinball at one point. I got bumped by one into another. Who shoved me into a third. Who spun me around into a fourth..