I gave her a hug."Ooh," she giggled, "you ARE pleased to see me! Or is it just the effectof your new tits?" I admitted to both.We went to bed early. I...'m afraid I couldn't hold back very long and soonafter Alice had straddled me and her warm juicy cunt had enveloped myengorged cock, I seemed to be pumping an enormous quantity of cum intoit. Her strong cunt muscles squeezed out the last drops before she re-positioned herself to allow me to lick out what I had just pumped in.Soon afterwards I fell. “Someone stole my gym bag from the girls’ locker room today, and my copy was in it, along with my new pair of volleyball shoes and a few ‘personal’ items.”“Let’s see ... I think there is another copy of your clarinet music in the...” Mr. Ballows seemed surprisingly cheerful as he turned to look through the music ‘cubbies’. “ ... in this storage slot. Here you go, Ms. Gramm,” as he turned and handed the medley of Chicago songs which our orchestral band was rehearsing.“Thanks, Mr. B,” Joanne said. How much do ... er ... I sound like an idiot.”“No,” the fourteen year old girl told him. “Not like an idiot, just like you’re nervous as a pig.”Now it was Greg’s turn to giggle. “I didn’t know pigs could get this nervous.”“OK this is what I want to do,” Frida told him. “I want to hug and kiss, and if you want to, we can hug and kiss naked. Then if there’s any time left we can make up our minds if we want to do anything else, like oral sex.”Greg’s heart was beating like he’d run all the way up. She dove head first onto his deflating member fully clothed, nursing its length into her throat while her cheeks collapsed and expanded with a fervent oral massage. Kind of reminded me of a bull frog.Rose slowly straightened up; visibly exhausted and trembling with post orgasmic tremors. Slowly her eyes met mine as she whispered "Thanks, I needed that." Although it wasn't our first time, nor most certainly our last; it certainly was one of the best exchanges we'd shared. I smiled and kissed her.