Quite like mine, maybe a little bigger. I was surprised I was actually checking out my friends dick but I assumed it was normal to be a little curious...."What do you think of the team changes for next week's game, Dan?" Pete asked. Dan didn't answer and I looked up at him realising I'd been staring at Pete in the shower. Dan was staring too. He was in a much better position to see Pete's cock than me and he was obviously taking advantage of that. Pete turned in the shower so he was directly. This was one of her teachers, after all. For three semesters she had sat in Miss Baxter’s class, raising her hand to speak, handing in her assignments and accepting criticism while lusting in her heart. But along with the awe, she felt desire. Raw, burning desire. It set up a tingle in her pussy just to look at Marla’s supple beauty. She reminded herself that she was in charge now. She took Marla by the hand and led her to the narrow bed, inviting her to sit down on the end of it. Giddy, she. Her feet will be in tall heels, raising her a bit higher than myself in my own, and now, I hear her slow approach, the clicking of her heels on the tile floor as she crosses the kitchen inside and approaches me from the rear." "I shiver and can't breathe." "She waits for a moment, just behind. Then, she squats and begins to lick my ass; her hands and long nails stoking the inside of my calves, and then thighs, stopping just short of my now hopelessly dripping cunt. I am going to explode and she. Regards, JD ********** ‘That’s your wish?’ I asked in disbelief. Rodger nodded and I shook my head as the young lady who instigated the conversation watched silently. ‘Come on! You can’t tell me you’ve never wanted to go back to high school and relive senior year?’ he argued. ‘Rodger, I can think of at least a hundred things I’d wish for instead of something so ridiculous!’ I replied. ‘Like what? What could be better than being eighteen again?’ ‘Money, fame, fortune, the woman of my dreams…’ I.