”I struggled to push her off but her knees had a death grip on my head, squeezing down around it like a nutcracker. Still grinning, she reached down...and started unbuttoning her fly.“I think you need to see what a real one looks like,” she said, her voice quieter but no less malevolent.I winced, afraid to look as she pulled out her cock.This was *soooo* not right. I could already imagine the many years of therapy that were lying in wait for me. Still, I couldn’t help but look. She had some. Even his PT scores were top notch, as were his marksmanship and every other area of consideration in any JROTC program. He could easily have gotten entrance to Annapolis, West Point, or Air Force Academy. If it weren't for Meri, he would have; not that he ever told her that, though she probably suspected as much.David and his fellow Cadets entered into a number of events across the state against other JROTC programs, just as they had in years past. As a group they did well overall, but did not. Raghu smiled at Nikita, and she checked him out with lustful hunger. Daniel looked around as Veena poured wine. He asked Veena if there were any snacks. Veena pointed to the plate with the chits.Veena: Those are your snacks this evening.Daniel: You serve paper as snacks?Veena: Oh, Daniel. That’s the best snack! We’re going to use them in the game we’re about to play.Raghu and Daniel were intrigued. Veena and Nikita chuckled naughtily and guided the boys into Veena’s cozy bedroom. Veena pulled. Jones spread Lauren’s legs wide and pried her pussy lips open with two fingers; her cunt was almost bald with a thin fringe of blond hair. “God, what a peach,” said Mrs. Jones. She pushed two fingers into the girl’s squishy wet hole, then bent down to get a taste of her. Lauren moaned again, this time in pure pleasure.“Don’t move, or there’ll be another spanking,” Mrs. Jones told Lauren, slapping her ass once for emphasis. She left the room for a minute and when she returned, she was wearing a.