My mind kicked into a higher gear as I dreamed of the possibilities...I snapped myself back to reality.“Right, where is the fuse box? Or is that a s...lly question?”“I don't know” Amy responded.“Ok, I'll have a look in the cupboard under the stairs.”Amy turned and I followed her into the hall, my eyes resting on her beautiful behind for the few steps it took to get to the cupboard. I open the door, and sure enough the fuse box was there. I look in and realised that this would be easy. I pressed. She had started washing utensils to avoid me. Then she slowly turned to stare at me and me cud see a haze covering her eyes and those eyes were glittering with bloodlust. She gave me a smoldering smile which willed me to drop my towel which I promptly did. Without her gaze shifting from my face she bent slightly and reached out to cup my prick in her palm. She started fisting me fast and furious and abruptly took my cock into her mouth. She sucked my cock so voraciously that it seemed to me. “O’ yeah, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck………. I am about to cum, please don’t stop Taylor, don’t stop, FUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK.” A squirt of Megan’s cum shoots out and nails Taylor in the eye, and then more begins to drain out of her pussy and onto the covers. Megan’s breathing starts to calm down as she begins to recover from her orgasm. Taylor never wipes the cum from her face, instead she lets it run down her cheek and drip off of her face. Finally at this point I decide I can take no more and I decided. This is a present from me to you!PPS: Do you ever think about me when you are doing it?" Monday morning, biology class, Mr. Ramos... "Bruce sat down next to me. I was hoping he didn't turn me into the principal as the girl perv of ninth grade. I glanced over. No bump in his pants today. No smile. He just stared at his book for most of the period. He barely looked at me. I thought I had really blown it with him. He hardly talked to me even though I saw him a few more times that day. I wondered.