The little voice inside me that said this girl would eventually scream or laugh or cringe away from a cock thicker than her own arm went quiet the moment pink lips kissed my cock head. I was ready to apologize, but when I let go of the handfuls of red hair, her chin stayed glued to my balls. The first bus is here—breakfast time.”
“What do I do?” I asked, having had no training whatsoever, but the schoolgirls flowing through the swung-open doors buried my question in noise. “This still doesn’t feel real,” I said, staring at the cushion on the floor between my feet. A blowjob from these girls… My cock was an object of worship and it answered her prayers by fully engorging in her little hands. The young beauty saw my panting and tasted my quivers. I could feel her smile on my cock, and a wink was the trigger that made me lose the tenuous grasp I had on my self-control. I could feel her smile on my cock, and a wink was the trigger that made me lose the tenuous grasp I had on my self-control. I was not comfortable pantless, legs spread to make room for my heavy sack on the seat, waiting for a flood of teen girls to gaze at my impossibly large penis like
