Choose partners for the next project, our sexy teacher, Mr. John said. He was 23, and looked WAY too young to be a High School English teacher. His c...isled features. Strong jaw, that was barely covered in a fine, cleanly shaven bit of hair strewn across his chin. His black hair, it looked so fine, I wanted to just run my fingers through it. I imagined what he looked like under those clothes. Once, he wore a clingy shirt and his sexy tan body… Oh my god, that body. That six pack. I almost got. She heard it from across the movie room to where her brother's room was. She wasn't the only girl who complimented on her brother's sex skills. There was Kelsie, her best friend who one drunk night was lucky enough to fuck her brother. Imagine, sitting there and hearing every single detail of how her brother licks pussy like a champ and can keep it up forever not to mention how he's an expert on using it. Yes, girl talk is always useful in gaining information.Emily herself had to admit on. It's the football team's prerogative. That means I'm safe," I assured myself aloud. "I don't even know anyone on the football team." Do, too," Missy panted."Who?" Then I remembered. "Oh, yeah, that's right. Matt Mozilla. But he's just on the committee."In spite of her lack of wind from the jog, Missy sent a hooted, "MONGOOOOH!" echoing down the street. That was the cheer that greeted Matt's feats on the playing fields of Central High."I hear he jogged you home yesterday," she informed me.Damn. I told you I enjoyed last night. I especially liked it when Donna and I got up to the bedroom and I found out how aroused you'd made her. She was raring to go. She wore me out and when I was going to sleep she was rubbing up against me, obviously dying for more. It's a good thing you weren't around still, 'cause she might have ripped off your clothes and ravished you right there on the living room floor." When he finished his last sentence he saw Lupe's eyes close and noticed a tiny shudder run.