She had already pulled her shorts to the side so I began kissing and sucking on the outside of her panties. My tongue moved around the edges of her p...anties, tracing lines in her cum and sweat soaked camel toes. Laura reached back and grab my already hard cock. “You must really like eating cum, you’re harder than you’ve been in a long time, she said.” ​I didn’t realize I was so turned on until she grabbed my cock. At that point I went for broke. I pushed her panties to the side and was. Why was I chosen for this Quest? Why me over any of the better qualified Acolytes?Was it just to appease my mother? I bet she had sent the church a large donation to force the High Virgin to choose me. That would just be like the Duchess of Tith. But if I hadn't come, I never would have met Angela or Xera or Faoril."What are we going to do about Thrak?" I asked as we trooped off across the grass."What about him?" Angela asked."He tried to kill you. We can't trust a man like that." He didn't. I just had to see if I could get spanked again. But as I was coming off the trail behind their house, my resolve began to weaken. I continued though, half hoping no one would be there and I would go back home and finish what I'd begun. There was a brand new window with an orange and black sticker on it over the kitchen sink. I moved to my right until I could see part of the driveway around the garage and saw Mr. Walker's brown Chevy 4x4 loaded with tools and building materials. My stomach. "She slapped my knee, "I don't get it, Mateo. She's hot! And she wants to bang you a lot. You can't think being a shithead is the better choice." I'm not a shithead!" You hate jocks. You don't like cheerleaders, probably because you want to fuck them but you can't. Wait! Doesn't the Captain of the Cheerleading Cult wants to fuck you very often? Which by itself makes you a shithead! You can't stand the popular kids who aren't jocks or cheerleaders. You're not the sharpest tool in the box so you.