Slowly trailing his eyes down my chest and stomach, down further to my legs and around my dick. I turned to the wall, hoping to hide the fast growing ...boner, but no such luck. "Who is that for?" Davy asked coyly. My face was red, I was sure of it as I slowly turned to him. I looked over his body again, down to where a small hard-on was growing from his 6 inch flaccid dick. My cheeks burned again as I looked into his eyes. He was smiling, that dimple catching my eye and making it harder for me to. I couldn't remember any kid ever asking that question. That meant the two of them had talked and that I was a topic of conversation. Right? That had to be it.That night I considered calling Maja's mom. I weighed it eight different ways and for some unexplained reason, I decided not to. To this day I can't figure why I didn't. Wimp. That was the only explanation.Tuesday, a normal day until lunch – the last two minutes of lunch. Once again Maja came over and sat next to me."You like her a lot?". ..it makes me cum harder...and faster..." Rub you whole face in my pussy, not just your mouth, honey....when I get done with you, your face is gonna look like a glazed donut..." I love that your cock is so much bigger than my husband's..." Your hot dick fits in my mouth perfectly...I can't wait to see how it fits in my married pussy and ass, baby..." Don't worry about when he (hubby)comes home. He knows I have the total hots for you...he won't bother us at all..." You can fuck me all night...he. Her tongue pumped in me with such rapidity as these hungry sounds escaped from her throat. She was devouring me, becoming as aggressive as me. It was wonderful. Perhaps I can get a story from her. Wherever she got some, it must be memorable.During our time together, Clair asked to "ride" me as I did her. My engorged clit stood at attention for her. She was trembling as she climbed aboard and fitted her swollen pussy to me. Her lovely face, eyes closed, was concentrated in lust as our swollen.