The blonde 19 year old was the mostbeautiful cheerleader in the senior class. All the boys in school wereconstantly trying to get into her pants, and ...to be honest with you, myown heart would literally do a flip flop imagining what it would belike to fondle her large breasts that were constantly peeking outthrough the sides of the tight T-shirts the k**s wore despie strictdress codes.Watching her strut her stuff up and down the halls, I spent many amoment in deep thought, picturing in my mind,. She vaguely recognised the area. The little girl'strepidation grew as Rose drove them closer to their destination. WhenRose announced, "We're a block from the street, Madam," Daphne feltcertain she knew where they were going.The little girl's tummy flip-flopped in alarm, thinking, 'Is Nannataking me to visit Aunty Amanda? How does Nanna know about AuntyAmanda? What does she know? How much does she know? Does Mummy know?'These alarming thoughts flashed through her troubled mind in. As my eyes stare intensely into her’s, I unwrap the dress, so that it hangs open on her, exposing her beautiful, overflowing breasts. As I do, Deborah is already at my waist, frantically unbelting my belt buckle, before deftly unzipping the flies. As my trousers fall to my ankles, my cock springs out and Deborah giggles again.“Take me in the dress you’re going to buy for your wife…” Deborah demands, her own lust rising like I’ve not seen before, as we pepper each other with frantic little. Kelly just shrugged and looked at me with a raised eyebrow and one corner of her open mouth turned up. It made her look like the actress in the Smash Mouth music video when they sing about the girl who isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. I don’t remember the name of the song yet that look was imprinted in my memory.You should have seen the look Cherry gave me! Her head tilted and her eyes grew large. Without words, she seemed to be asking me, ‘As if farting on command isn’t enough, you want me.