Ms. P was a young teacher probably in her early 20's. She was just out of college and was filling in for our very old and very boring teacher, Mr. Yor.... She had shoulder length sandy blonde hair, a very nice figure, and was always dressed to impress. She didn't only catch the attention of her colleagues but of every boy in the entire school that year. I sat next to a guy I knew named Jake. He was one of those football playing jock types. He didn't seem to be much of a genius at times but due. She was barely holding it together. With one hand on the rifle, I used the other to help Jill climb over the side and get down from the truck bed. I gave her a hug and felt the trembling in her small frame.I secured the site. At my instruction, Jill found the duct tape and some rope in the truck. One by one I bound the men starting with the conscious one first. He seemed relieved that I didn't shoot him. I had the one I'd shot in the leg stem his bleeding with his shirt as a tourniquet, and. I lower my mouth and lick my way up his shaft reaching the tip and licking over it before swirling my tongue around the tip, his hands move to my hair and pull it into a makeshift pony tail so you can both see my mouth sliding up and down his cock. You pound even harder as you watch my mouth devouring him Thats it baby suck his cock you tell me, My moans vibrate around his cock bringing him pleasure as he throws his head back enjoying it as I start to suck harder at your words. You are in. Let's finish eating, then go back to your suite and plan what we do next. But for now, there is a higher priority than sex. It's called bacon."Molly Anne testsBack in the suite, Molly Anne looked at Vanessa. "We've teased a bit, but I think we might want to test things a little, happily I hope. Perhaps I can start by offering something to both of you?" She unzipped her jumpsuit to the waist. "Play with me." She looked most carefully at Vanessa, figuring that the guys were always easier, and.