I've forgotten how good that feels. Then, seconds later, the guy fucking my face grabs the back of my head. Round two is a go. He coats my throat with... his little baby makers. God, it tastes great. Real cock is so much better.Shortly after the guy in my ass finishes and pulls his now limp dick out, I feel another probing. Only, this one is probing my pussy."Amy Sue," I say. "I think there's a line of horny cops behind us. We may be here for a while. I think we're in the middle of a Tribal cop. You might be surprised that girls do not care much about cars, motorcycles, or sports. Talk about movies or what is on at the show. Mention some of your favourite musicians. And, best of all, let them see that you find them very important." Now, any more questions before I rouse our teacher from his studies?"When none came I played the charade and walked to Mr. Richardson and said I had finished talking."Took your time about it." Yes, I did. But jock heads are harder to get through to than. That's why she hadn't wore underwear for 3 years. As soon as he walks in he reached his hand up her skirt and pushed her up against the filing cabinet. He brasses his body up against hers. She could feel his big cock, he was already hard. She was so surprised at his behavior. She was excited but resistant because she was scared about being at work. He fingered her and began kissing her neck. She was beginning to get wet and want him badly. He then throw her to the floor and grabbed her head.. Around three hours and at least 10 shots later, I worked up the nerve to introduce myself to Chris. “Hey, I’m Emma and I wanted to let you know you make some pretty good shots.” Chris looked up at me and raised one of his eyebrows. “Are you being serious or just hitting on me.” He said teasing me. I turned bright red as I blushed. Raising my eyes to his, I felt butterflies in my stomach. “I was being serious.” I said, faking being offended. “Damn.” Chris said. “I really hoped you were hitting.