‘I can’t seem to find my notebook sir.’ He said. He stopped looking in his bag and pretended like he was puzzled. He pulled up his beater and r...bbed his abs. ‘Sorry, people scratch there heads to think about something, I scratch my abs.’ he said. It was so corny but it was working. Mr. Rogen could hardly contain himself. His hand slowly moved down to his bulge and he rubbed himself gently. ‘I guess we’ll have to do with just the text book.’ Curtis said. He turned the pages to chapter 4 and. She pushed Jack away from her mound, but pulledhis hindquarters to her mouth. Jack actually seemed toprefer being sucked off by her. Only occasionally couldhe be persuaded to hump her and even then, never reallygot right into it. Jack’s cock poked out from its sheath. The pink tipprotruded and dripped a little of the clear pre-cumlubricant that Amanda had tasted so often. He knew thedrill and lay down at a convenient position at herhead, allowing her access to his still semi-sheathedcock.. That's right, the fire went out, I thought. Stupid me! I guess I fell asleep in my sister's arms; they were extremely cozy and warm. I took off my rain jacket and tossed it over her. It was big enough that it nicely draped over hers. Good thing I was wearing a hoodie. She rewarded my gesture with a smile and a hug. "Thanks a lot, Zack." "No worries, it's my fault. I fell asleep and didn't tend to the fire..." I said, shamefully, returning to my sister's side. Kelsey draped her right arm over my. She giggled at the mess she had made; her chin quickly becoming sticky as the orange juice started to dry. He watched as she attempted to clean up the mess, but quickly stopped her when she made to wash her face. Instead, he kissed her, tasting the rich citrus on his lips and tongue. He licked her chin too; cleaning up every last drop of the juice from her soft skin. Grabbing her hand in his, and then picking up the plate of oranges with the other, he led her down the hallway, which was bathed.