And so did I.I slid my pussy down Ealaín’s cock, savoring every inch of her spearing deeper into me. The friction caressed my pussy walls. My eyes ...rolled back into my head. I let out a whimpering moan as I took every inch of Ealaín into my snatch.Came.My pussy spasmed about her girl-cock. My flesh writhed as the rapture shot through me. The music exploded in celebration of my orgasm. The two fey tribbing above cried out in rapture, juices falling down on me as I heaved and thrashed.Stars danced. “What is going on here?” the principal asked.Liz hadn’t even realised there were others there and turned her head when the principal spoke. It provided Flanagan the opportunity and ran; he pressed his back up against the wall and pressed a brick in. The wall flipped around and left everyone stunned, no one knew there was a hidden panel there. The idea that there was a secret passage, any secret for that matter was ludicrous. On the other side of the panel, David lowered a metal beam into place. "Well, we're all here until Saturday too. We already exchanged some information while we were waiting for you love-birds." Yeah, sorry about that," Jim injected."No apologies necessary," Mary stated, then added, "Isn't that what we're all here for? I know Sam, and I are here to enjoy each other thoroughly. Isn't that what newlyweds do?"Heather and Doris said in stereo, "You two are newlyweds! No way!"Jim added, "I would never have believed that with your level of trust." Well, to be honest,. I have a suspicion that French kissing is part of evolution or something, because it was instinctive for us. I have, since then, talked to women who told stories (usually horror stories) of learning to kiss, or of teaching some boy to kiss, but there was none of that for Brinn and me.And it added to the exercise in a way that was both astonishing and exponential.His fingers on my bump (I hadn’t learned the word “clitoris” yet) felt so good that I couldn’t keep my hips still. And I think it.