I kissed Cyra hard as I pressed my throbbing cock into her belly. I slid my other hand up the back of her neck, grabbed a fistful of her hair and slow...ly pulled her head away from me, breaking our kiss.“You smell and taste of pure sex, Cyra. Offer me what you hide from everyone else,” I growled and licked what remained of her pussy juice from her mouth as I stared into her hungry eyes.Cyra melted in my arms; she had found someone whose mere presence demanded that she give up control to him; a. I have twelve slips of paper here; I want you each to write the name whom you would want to be Valedictorian." She passed out the paper and pencils. We wrote a name and passed the slips back to President Chow. She counted the votes on the slips. There were twelve slips. There were eleven votes for Tom Savage and one slip that was blank.She asked. "Tom did you abstain?"I answered yes. I did not feel comfortable voting for myself.President Chow shook her head. "4.0 GPA and humble too." Then she. Sorry, took whyle longer then Ah thunk it wud. Ah had to wait a bit till her younger bruther got done. Betty Lou made him git his ass in gear and get ta squirtin cause my tallywhacker fills her up better. Course it’s easier to slip ma eight-incher inter her little puss when it’s fresh juiced up. Ah don’t mind cause it’s usully thet way anyhew.She were already bent over the sink warshin dishes so Ah jest flipped up thet short jean skirt she lakes to wear and slid right in. She squealed real nice. She looked like one of the attractive girls that were at my school. I remember not being able to look away from her exposed legs. The short wavy cheer leading skirt she had on seemed to only look good on her. The other ladies on the team were nice to look at too, but my mom seemed to have more of a shine in her smile. Like she meant it. It wasn't fake.After a year went by I somehow forgot about the pictures she showed me in her yearbook when I was 17. It might have been because I'd gotten.