“He said yes, and we’re meeting before lunch, so you’re off the hook this time.”Ayanna let out a comic sigh of her own relief. “Spencer’s ...really taking one for the team today. He’s not gonna be able to walk this afternoon with how wound up you are. Wait, you’re cutting class for this?” She put on a nonplussed expression. “Damn, A! Skipping class to get your ex to bone you and cheat on his girlfriend? That’s kinda fucked.”“Like you’ve never cut class to have sex? Spencer’s reliable and can keep. When they were done kissing they were both flushed with excitement.I won the next hand and Mike lost, the girls had a devilish look on their faces. They said for Mike to slowly take off my boxers. We both protested, but they said if we weren’t willing to play along the game was over.So Mike and I shrugged, I stood up he came over to me and quickly took them off, but the girls said no he had to do it slowly. So Mike put them back on me, and started to slowly lower my boxers, I couldn’t help. I shivered. We’d experimented with a lot of stuff and she knew that tying me up added an extra thrill for me. She moved so she was between my legs and lifted my ankles to her shoulders. I laughed as she hung baubles from my toes, but I was getting a little distracted by her sitting between my spread thighs. She saw me wriggling and grinned. “You're getting wet aren't you? You know I'm about to kiss my way up your legs and dive into that tasty pussy of yours.” I wriggled more. That girl could. With one hand she carefully guided my manhood towards her dripping, wet pussy, and I slowly slid inside the crack. Her insides were tight, making me glide slowly and feel every tiny irregularity in her warm cave. As I reached as far in as I could, and her ass met my thighs, she let out a deep sigh and kissed me again. The sweet taste of her saliva was wonderful and reminded me of flowers and herbs. It was mixed with the taste of my own juices, and I eagerly answered her lips’ caress. Meanwhile,.