Each time she dropped her mouth over hisprick, each time she suckled on him or massaged hisballs, he groaned and gasped and urged her on.And so did th...e other six guys in the room.Tom was entranced. He had been sneaking peeks at Melissafor years, watching her develop into a very attractivewoman, and often fantasizing about what it would be likebetween her legs. Or better yet, having both of thesisters at once. I guess this would have to do. “I wonderif she’ll take her clothes. I?m notdad or Uncle John to you in here. As for everyone else you remember howwe worked last year and for the few newcomers it?ll be a whole newexperience for you."Class went by fast and was the most fun they had all day. John had afew minutes to talk with Miles and get him to tell him what happenedearlier. John was angered by the singling out of Miles and promised tohave some words with the teachers.He praised Miles for holding himself together, adding, "I?m proud ofyou, son. You don?t deserve. With Jack there was very little interpersonal connection (other than the blow job and orgasm). We didn't stand around after words and commiserate. In fact, Jack preferred it that way, so after I'd ejaculated, I withdrew my now sagging erection back through the glory hole, and began pulling my jeans up, stuffing my salvia-covered cock back into my under shorts, and making sure to thank Jack one more time for a wonderful blow job, I left the shed and headed back to where my car was park a block. I really do not like you to wear that T- shirt, Scotty Sarah offered with a chuckle in her voice. And those boxers have got to go. Moments later his clothing had joined hers on the big chair. He was on his back and she had returned to the embrace of his right arm. Her hair felt just a little damp against his chest. Clem lay very still, working one thing after another through his mind, any reality that might decompress all the wild sexual tensions throughout his body. He realized that he did.