"You look about his age, I take it you go to school with him?"Steve snickered, "I did, I don't think Brian will be going back to school, after this ge...ts around."Don nodded, "Real good then. You boys got disk space?"Ortez pulled out two spare disks. "I hope so, man."Don didn't care if his face was photographed, he didn't care about much. He had 20 years. Don said, "I want a couple of the photos, for memories sake."All four men laughed. Brian heard the laughter. He didn't have a view from where. And I am glad to say she was just happy that I was happy.We actually didn't start officially going out until 10th grade. I was in most of her classes that year and she pretended she hated it the first day. I remember her giving me this disgusted look and saying, "Oh it's you." every time I walked into one of our classes like she hated me. To this day I hold that against her saying I was really hurt and she still hasn't made it up to me yet.Back then she was one of the sporty girls. She played. Behind my date, whatever her name is, sits a couple in their 20's. Chick is hot, dude is stereotypical; tall, dark and handsome, except he's shorter than me. I'd fuck that chick regardless of how the date went. My gaze lands back on my date, fair skin, natural brunette, lighter shade of brown. Her eyes are soft and kind, not someone I would expect to be dirty. I think to myself, 'I'm way too perverted for this woman. Way too kinky, too off limits. She'd freak out if she got to know me. . . it does do something to you!' she said while gloating. She rubbed with the palm of her hand before pulling down my underpants together with my pants, I stepped out of the pile around my ankles and Krista got on her knees. She grabbed my already swelling cock and started stroking it while she looked at me lovingly, her experienced hands had me at full strength in no time and then she started using her mouth. First a few soft kisses on the tip of my cock followed with small licks over the.