I don't understand, but...but... Yes!”Miss Erma's voice echoed through the classroom. Her pussy and asshole clenched so hard on my cocks. I groaned,... squeezing my eyes shut. The pleasure swelled through me. Such sweet delight building in my core.“This is wild,” gasped another girl.“I'm cumming! Yes, yes! So hot!”“Wild!”The air filled with the sent of hot cunny. The heady scent made my head swim. My pleasure built. Tabitha stroked my tentacles and pussy lips. She worked her tongue deep into my. His drinking, which had been a weekend, party thing through high school and college, became an everyday thing for him. He’d begun drinking his coffee splashed with Jameson Irish whiskey, shotgunning 3 or 4 Busch beers with lunch, and pounding 6 or 7 shots of Jack Daniels or Old Crow or Jim Beam bourbon alongside dinner.Despite his heavy alcohol intake, he was functional, never getting too buzzed where he couldn’t show up to school or work, get his tasks done, though the quality of his PhD. The mouth only grew hotter, pressed harder. It wasn’t just a mouth now but a face, the tongue wriggling around inside my love canal and the lips pressed to the entrance, trapping it there. The nose was almost flat up against my tiny bud, moving slowly back and forth in an effort to coax it out of its hiding place. Eyelashes fluttered against my skin. I began to writhe uncontrollably as the face totally consumed my sex. Just as quickly as it struck, it pulled back. There was no more waiting with. He never caught on that we were both naked under the sheets but he still called us a couple of poofs and asked if we had been shagging each other as the room stunk of cum, I know he was just being sarcastic and trying to wind us up, but he will never know how close to that we were.On a Sunday morning My Mum and Dad run a market stall and my two sisters help them out, So as soon as my brother went to football we had the house to ourselves, I asked Jake if he would have a shower with me and he.