.and thank you soo much for letting me go see Madison tomorrow." I said with my little voice."Your welcome." my mom replied, as she shook her head and... giggled.This was so perfect and they had no idea! Madison lived only a few blocks down from me, and Ive walked to her house many times before. It usually takes me about 20 minutes to walk to her house and thats about as far as my parents let me walk. Any where further, and they have a conniption fit. I swear, my parents are like so. They certainly did nothing for style. The school mandates the type of bra and even the style of underpants that we had to wear. As you might expect, they were what the kids call "granny panties" today--all the way up to your navel white cotton underpants. Girls were required to wear a bra beginning in the sixth grade. Of course, it didn't matter to the nuns if you needed a bra in sixth grade; you would wear one. That was the rule. Our dorms were not separated by age groups. Some girls had room. From what I read, Karen seemed to be doing a bloody good job with our claim for damages etc, she'd included wages lost from work for both of us, stress and trauma, even the cost of replacing the clothes we wore that night, every thing I could have conceivably though of, she'd beaten me to it.It took me quite a long time to read through everything, mainly because Jenny was cleaning up around me and still wearing that bloody mini skirt. She seemed to spend an awful amount of time with the vacuum. With my response. Bryce was spurred on and began fucking my mouth harder, until he plunged and held until he filled my mouth with a huge load of cum. I was gagging and choking, but was surprised how much I liked the taste of cum.Bryce withdrew his cock from my mouth but squeezed the last remaining drops of cum on my lips, which I greedily licked off. Damn, I liked this stuff.“That was not bad for the first time. I knew you were a cocksucker the first time I laid eyes on you."“I don’t know how.