The thought of eating her pussy in the parking lot and then being fucked by Michael on the hood of their car filled my thoughts. That face seemed to light up. “I’m gonna come back to this one later. A flood of her warm tangy-sweet juices coated my tongue and cheeks. “We need to hurry Lizzie. I tried to recover. “Stay calm Liz, you’re not sure what they know, yet. Ah!”
Taisha pounded it in mercilessly and I begged for more. The thought of sitting in Taisha’s lap and seeing Chantelle’s face as she watched, had me tingling. Tai, Honey, she’s amazing. I resisted the urge to text her for risk of angering her, and out of the need for some recovery time. Anything for the cause.” I said, wondering if Taisha would be there. “Continue Lizzie.”
“Your dress, fit so well. I collapsed forward dropping to my elbows, knowing this would be edited out. Chantelle.” I reached my hand back toward Michael. When she plunged it in the tingle up my spine was overwhelming. Just then Principal Turner called us together to discuss the next steps in the campaign for the $10 license tag tax for education.
