Annette had been lively, cheerful and amusing. She had been enthralled by the birds. His parents had clearly been enchanted with her. Furthermore she ...had once again conducted herself like a young woman and not the little fourteen year-old that she was. Except possibly when he had given her the book but that hug and kiss were joie de vivre and genuine gratitude. Equally the jigging up and down when he told her that her mother had given permission for him to take her out; that again was. Of course, the leader of CCL turns heads no matter what she looks like.Directly below her, a Freshmen with short, bleached hair named Nevaeh moans around a pair of damp panties stuffed in her mouth. Her thin, pale body tenses on sweat-soaked sheets, and she hisses in pain, not from the thick strap-on buried in her ass, but from the tattoo needle that’s piercing her back.On top of her is another Freshman named Elsa, a talented artist. She’s the one wearing the strap-on, and the one giving Nevaeh. Your fingers stroke roughly through my hair as I grind my hips against yours. The feel of your rock hard throbbing cock pressed against my tummy through the thin cotton of my summery mini-dress. The rake of my nails down your back sends your senses into over drive as I hastily push the band of your sweats down over your hips. Your large hands grasp my ass easily lifting me as my legs curl around your hips supporting my weight as you spin around balancing me on the edge of the sink. You rock. All she needed was his big, handsome, and strong body. All he needed was her soft luxurious, and wavy, loving curves. He got it all too and of course with that came her masterful lips as well. Both were going to get what they came for once they arrived. Before too long, there two were on one another. She was kissing him more passionately then she had ever kissed him before. The only the sounds they heard were that of their breathing, which was heavier then ever, and that of the birds and.