“And do you really need those undies on?” I immediately took them off and stood there, naked, my cock pointed up. Ruth stared into my eyes and unb...ttoned her slacks. She slowly unzipped them. She stood there her eyes roaming down my body and back to my eyes. I looked at her firm breasts and stomach, down to where her open zipper gave me a peak at her black panties, and back to her face. When my eyes reached hers, she slowly bent over and began to remove her slacks. “Jeff, would you help me get. L. remove his clothes. When Mr. L. removed his under shorts Tim saw his shaved massive cock and balls. His cock, at a soft seven inches, was perfectly shaped, smooth and thick. His balls were heavy and hanging down. Timmy couldn’t believe what was happening. “Now, Timmy I want you to remove the rest of your uniform, but leave your panties on.” Timmy did as he was told. Now standing in front of his Head-Master, Timmy was shaking with excitement. Mr. L. sat on the couch and instructed Timmy to. I started three fingers moving to and fro and equally stimulating her clit with my mouth. I was trying to locate her G-spot. Locating the right G-spot takes a hell of a time sometimes and varies from woman to woman. I encircled my fingers around the walls of the vagina.I tried with a few minutes to locate it, and finally, I could hit it. Her expressions changed. She whispered, gasping for breath, saying, “Right there, baby, don’t leave that spot. You make me mad.”Her voice inside the room was. Her father drove her over to the gymnasium where the ball was held. Emily alighted from the truck and quickly ran over to the entrance. She had not many friends at school, but Marty Connolly was a kinda-sorta friend, or maybe he was just a fellow nerd. Predictably, he had a felt pen lightning on his forehead and was wearing horn-rimmed glasses. He was too tall and skinny to pull off a convincing Harry Potter, but Emily had not the heart to tell him. He looked like he was bursting with.