Erin had established an agreement with "Mine Host" to be correct in their relationship; Erin was the serious girl friend and not some casual bed warme...; "Mine Host" tried to keep his judgements to himself, he did run a respectable establishment despite catering as it did to the orbital yards. They weren't on truly friendly terms and the disapproval was kept hidden – mostly.McCock shied away from further thought about his relationship with Erin Nancarrow.The project was beginning to take shape.. I felt myself tremble again, but there was no turning back now. I reached up and unbuttoned my shirt, and once it was completely open, I slid it off my shoulders, and let it drop to the floor.Ron stepped back a bit further and sat in a nice reclining chair. He looked deeply into my eyes and smiled at me, as he too removed his shirt.Next, I pulled my T-shirt over my head, and dropped it on the floor too."That's it Ed. Take it nice and easy. Savor ever moment. Stripping in front of your. She was laying on her back on the bed, with her legs widely spread and her knees up, resting her feet on the bed. She was smiling at me as I moved closer to see her swollen, reddened vulva, covered by neatly-trimmed brown hair, and leaking what looked like copious, thick, white, opalescent cum. The smell of her vaginal fluids and his cum filled the room. I moved between her legs and wrapped my arms around her upraised thighs to hold myself in place as I leaned down to get my first taste of a. Rachel flinched again and looked away. Mercifully, the class was all but over, and after a few ticks of the clock, everyone began to get up and file out of the room. Rachel kept her head down as Rebecca passed her, unwilling to risk further eye contact. She felt dizzy and drained and all she wanted to do was to finish out the day in peace. ‘Rachel? Could you come up here please?’ Mrs. Potter’s distinctive voice cut another slice of dread through Rachel’s stomach but she stood up and did as.