It was obvious from the slow rhythmic way that Jean's tongue was sliding up and down and around my pulsing cock that she was savouring the taste and s...mell of Mavis and of our combined come juices.As we lay there, Jean's tongue sending me wild, with Mavis cuddled into my side, a restless movement of Mavis's hips and thighs attracted Jean's attention. A cheeky grin appeared on her face as her eyes zeroed in on the target and guided her fingers to the mysterious, wet, erotic zone between Mavis's. There were the guys that probably got on Hasan station. Since I was now up, I asked them if they could share the joint with me. I did not realize that as I leaned from the upper berth, they could see my navel area and cleavage perfectly.They passed me the joint with the same lusty spark that Arvind and others had at the station.I took a few puffs and passed them the joint again, leaning down and this time, intentionally showing my bra to them, as I was feeling naughty. Then I got down and went. High school was demanding, not to mention my AP classes, and I had some time after homework and studying. This time was used for skateboarding. I don't know. Maybe chicks don't dig skater-boys. Who cares? I did have my eye on one pretty young lady, though. Her name was Courtney, and at 18 years old, she was the perfect girl on the outside. Of course, other than knowing that she had straight dark-brown hair and a very nice ass, I knew next to nothing about her. That. Perkins, or Daddy, but I wasn't 100% sure. When I thought it was him, however, I tried to do my best.Eventually they all took a break, giving us a few minutes to rest as well. Mrs. Perkins, or Mommy, came around the wall and gave us each some water."You're not even hard" my "sister" noticed. "I'm soaking wet!" I think that I'm a little nervous" I replied. "Why are you nervious?" My 'sister' asked."Because it's a contest" I replied, "and I want to do well." Oh" my 'sister' laughed, "I'm totally.