So far he had managed to navigate the social minefield that is high school without calling any attention to him-self. He was almost a non-entity. He b...elonged to no clubs, had no extracurricular activities and really had no friends. Thus far his classes had no group assignments. During lunch he managed to find himself a place out of the way, where none of the social castes held sway or roamed the halls. Charley’s school work had improved. He was still not honor society material but for the last. "That though will take some getting used to as well. But Ikind of like it, and it's been a while since a girl cooked for me." Well it's still me doing it, but that will be the new norm, roomie,"said Jacob proudly. "I got all the cooking and cleaning no problem. Youbring home the bacon, and I'll fry it up in a pan." That sounds good to me," nodded Tim, loving his meal. "But I amcurious about one thing if you wouldn't mind me asking?" Sure?" Jacob nodded. "You can ask me just about anything? Who. Taking my place atop the box, I crossed my legs and brushed back my long blonde hair. Tilting my head back so that I was looking up at the ceiling, I felt my back arch slightly and my tits thrusting outward.Closing my eyes, I tried to imagine what the fifteen female students were thinking and feeling at this moment. I felt my nipples stiffen, poking out from their light colored areola as my pussy started to tingle.“Okay girls, you may begin,” Ms. Alan said as she walked by me, her intoxicating. Hayley was spun around on her knees. The thin college k** was standing beside him. Both of them with their cocks out. On instinct, Hayley reached up and took their cocks, one in each hand, stroking them both while staring up at them. "Where's your no touching rule now filthy slut?" the football player said.Hayley's response was to jerk him harder making his knees nearly buckle. The step father yanked at her shirt from behind. Taking the hint, Hayley raised her hands and the shirt was slid off..