“Ooh! Very nice!” cooed Lauren. She tossed her bag onto a chair and scurried into the bathroom. “Out in a second.” She relieved herself and fl...shed, then came back out.“My turn,” responded Peter. His back teeth had been floating for the last half hour. It was almost seven when they had arrived. When he came back out, he asked, “Ready for dinner ... whoa!”Lauren smiled at him from where she was leaning against the dresser. She was comfortably dressed for the ride in a calf-length denim. I took the lube and applied a liberal amount to the toys openings and instructed him to hold our cocks slightly apart, and to line them up with two of the openings as I guided the fleshlight. At first it seemed to be impossible to squeeze us both in at the same time, that the center hole wouldn’t open enough. Taking a different approach, I first slid my slick cock into the holes until almost the entire length was inside. Then I tilted the toy back towards my body, exposing the end of the. Now, here,in her apartment, he watched this sexy woman movearound, making them a snack.Day after day, forever it seemed, he’d watched her andlistened to her in the classroom. Just anotherteacher, vaguely female but by far the easiest to stayawake with during class. He loved history and she madeit come alive. But her hair had always been pinned up.She’d worn loose sweaters and calf length skirts.Anything, he realized, to hide the woman he was seeingnow. She’d just been Ms. Sims. He’d not even. , average tall, medium weigh, and dressed in jeans and a black jacket. Looked charming in her black boots, but she also looked desperate, apparently passing thorough economic difficulties, may be? I wondered. As she began to put her case this desperate mother of one said she wasn't able to support her daughter who had just turned to 19, and was worryed about her daughter moving with her aunt, or most likely, would turn to prostitution. I had to listen to her case as she mobbed. She.