God. You’re going to start a revolution!” I grinned at her. The chatter in the room went wild so much I couldn’t understand anything anyone was ...saying. So, I returned to kissing Cindy and let my hand drift down her torso and between her spreading legs. She was wet and slick. I wanted to taste my partner’s juices.“Will it be okay?” she whispered as she gripped my cock and slid her hand up and down its length. “Will the school get mad at us?”“So far, they’ve encouraged us to express our opinions. We've told them that we're here to give their world back to them and help them drive out the invaders." Told them? You mean that they actually do have a spoken language?" In spite of the evidences of civilization around him, Phil's mental processes hadn't yet taken him quite that far."Of course they do, and quite a few of them have learned to speak quite good English. They're really quite intelligent, and they have a long tradition of oral history that's been passed down from one generation to. Maggie told me to stop stroking my cock, that she was going to take care of it. With that she moved her hand from her pussy and I saw a very big wet spot on her pants. She slowly slid her jeans off revealing a pair of high cut black lace panties. Maggie smiled at me and asked if I liked what I saw. I told her I loved it and she told me she had another surprise. With that she lowered herself on top of me, we shared a deep probing kiss while she pulled my t-shirt up to my chin. Kissing,. Her other hand surrounded my penis, and she guided me between her legs. I had to kneel down, so I was at the right height. Her hand guided my hard penis to her pink opening, and I felt it slide in. as I looked down on her naked body I watched as my penis disappeared between her legs. Her face had a look of pleasure, her blue eyes turned smoky. As I began to move in and out of her, her small breasts jiggled around on her chest. I tried not to rush, and kept my pace slow and steady. I watched as.