He got on her and slid his dick in her tight little pussy and began pounding Gail they were both moaning and Gail was telling him how great he felt in...ide her after about 10 minutes he asked if she wanted her pussy ate before she could answer he was off of her and going down on her after about 5 minutes he told Gail I have to have more of that pussy and he mounted her again. I knew Gail was about to come and so did he as he stroked her deep and was telling her to come and she did telling him. ‘Mate, you’ve still not got it off her yourself? Come on.’ ‘Wes, please. She fucked me last night.’ ‘What?’ There was a silence. I only made brief eye contact before staring at the floor. Wesley’s expression fell blank, then twisted into a frown. He said nothing else and gave me his phone. * I sent her a bland text – ‘Vi, it’s David.’ … And had no idea what to do with myself while I waited for a reply. Was she even awake? I sat on my bed, staring into nothingness until my phone vibrated with. “It’s kind of sexy to think about it.” “Aaron! You wouldn’t ever want to do something like that, would you?” He took a sip of his coffee before answering, “I don’t know. Sometimes I think I might.”“Well, I could never do something like that…never.” “Not even if it was okay with me?” I could feel my pulse quickening and my vagina leaking as we discussed this forbidden subject. “I just couldn’t. You’d think I was such a slut…and I’d feel like such a slut. I have never slept with. "No prizes for guessing why you're dressed to killtoday! Any prizes for guessing WHO you're dressed to kill?" Meh, you'll find out eventually," I reply, my grin widening as we headto our classroom, attracting a lot of stares from a lot of boys alongthe way.As with yesterday, we only stay in the classroom for a short whilebefore heading to the dressing room to get changed into our (thankfullyfreshly laundered) costumes. However, unlike yesterday, as I changeinto the swimsuit and the shorts, I.