"Yes I did," said Jenny, bringing his stiff cock out in the fresh air. "Say, this is quite a handsome fellow . . . you keep hidden away in your jeans. Did you ever consider going around school with your fly open and just let your cock hang out for us girls to look at? Many of my friends would give their left tit for a sight like this one." "Yeah, I've thought about it once in a while. I'd probably last about two whole minutes before getting permanently kicked out of school," he said with a grin, "but then again, what a way to go, huh? But there you go changing the subject again. Tell me more about those history storeroom sessions. You said you learned stuff down here. What sort of . . . indian naughty stuff did you learn?" "Well . . . "Stuff about history?" "Not exactly . . . biology would be more like it." "Biology?" "Like I said, Mr. Jenkins was a very talented teacher. He knew lots of interesting subjects." "Like?" "Well, I swore to him I'd never tell anybody, so if I tell you . . . you've got to swear to keep it deep, dark secret." "Sure, who's there to tell? Besides, as you said . . . Mr. Jenkins isn't here anymore." "Yeah, well. Anyway, I used to be self-conscious about my body something awful. I hated these things that were growing on my chest. I wasn't used to them, and they were kinda throwing me off balance when I walked. I felt like a freak and I was miserable all the time." "My god, when was that?" Mike asked. "A year or two ago. You didn't know me back then. Hardly anybody did. I wasn't into making friends, I was only into hating my body and stuff." Haley 's words seem to float in a surreal pattern as Mike listened to her while his fingers continued exploring her large breasts. Mike was trying very hard to comprehend what she was saying in hopes of staving off his inevitable orgasm that would put an end to his play for the day. Her words and their meanings seemed to ebb and flow in and out of his thought processes. Haley was saying, "Then one day Mr. Jenkins asked me if I would be interested in helping him inventory the history supplies after school that day. I always liked Mr. Jenkins . . . Bunching his fist in the girl’s indian disheveled hair, he forced the sexy teenage girl’s face towards his descending prick. Karen had the Bluetooth in her ear and understood Rosa’s reply. Over and over I hammered my cock into Aunt Bella's pussy, fucking her in every position she suggested. Jason played middle linebacker for the football team. “Mmm, you are such a stud, Billy,” I moaned, my hand sliding down his stomach to his jeans. Brady sensed a bit hostility in Cassie’s remark. She was a delicious cutie, nineteen like myself. Want to leave…? I was so glad I had her. The girl was only wearing a thong and Lucy was naked. “Well, Edie,” he said as he reached up and stroked her face. Boarding the train at railway station, we bid goodbye and I saw her off. “After that fuck, I can’t believe we left anything out! Monet went silent. I then proceeded to jack off since I had gone a whole two days since doing so and that was unprecedented for me at that time. “Please let me go.” “Mmm,” my mother returned, doubt in the sound.