I could feel his dick through the thin amount of flesh separating the two holes we were abusing. She started calling out in ecstasy, no longer able to... enjoy herself and lick my pussy, instead she moaned and writhed under me until I climbed off of her entirely to gain access to her ass better. Climbing underneath them both, I removed my finger and licked around the rim of her ass instead, slowly pushing my way inside, Matt’s testicles hitting against my face with every thrust. The taste of her. “His church teaches that you’re supposed to get your own shit together before you worry about telling anyone else about getting THEIR shit together.”“That’s not QUITE how I put it,” I chuckled. “But it does get the point across!”“Oh fine,” Clarissa huffed theatrically. “Get the log out of your own eye so you can see clearly to remove the tiny splinter from your neighbor’s eye.”“You know, I think Clarissa’s version might be more effective,” Janey laughed. “But somehow I don’t see Father Herman. As we sat there watching people dancing I suddenly realized that this was a very poor idea. I could see that she really wanted to dance and the best I would be able to do was stand on the floor like a telephone pole. I told her to go out there and cut in on one of the couples, but she refused. She said that no one would want to dance with a skinny old lady. We had only been there for about 15 minutes before she was ready to leave. She thought that everyone in the place was so too young to want. Dumped, on my birthday, in front of everyone in the school. It was too humiliating. "Snuggling! All you ever want to do is try to get that tiny excuse you have for a penis into me!" Everyone laughed at that, and then the final blow. "I think I will find myself a man instead of a boy." She walked out. Robert tried to act nonchalant for the rest of lunch but he was too upset. How could she treat him like that? It was his birthday, the bitch. "I wish we could trade places so she could find out how.