“Hi my name is Ana Padilla and I am in seventh grade,” She introduced herself t the secretary. The woman shuffled through some papers and then han...ded Ana a schedule.“Mr. Landau’s homeroom, room 51,” she pointed to the right hallway. “Gracias!” Ana said and left the office. She walked down the hallway reading her schedule—Language Arts, math, physical education, Spanish, science, geography—and didn’t notice when the boys from earlier appeared in front of her. “Hello little slut,” the leader. Out, they squelched. The room was loud with noise: Julie’s almost screaming now; pussy juice squelching around her Tina’s fingers, Tina exhorting her lover to ‘fucking come, you fucker!!’ the room smelled heavily of sex, wet pussy, cock, precum. Suddenly, Julie shouted out, ‘Oh, fuck, I’m cumming.’ Tina stopped licking her clit, moved back a little and carried on roughly fingering the older woman’s cunny.With a loud: ‘Oh, oh, oh, oh!!!’ Julie started to come. Suddenly she started to squirt. Kal’s mother stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her son, “It’s okay dear, I didn’t really expect it would work.”“Why not?” he asked.She gave him a light squeeze then let him go. “Sorry Kal, that’s one of those secrets I have to keep,” she said before turning and walking back out into the living room.Kal slipped the leather bracer off his arm and put it into his pack, he lifted the leather satchel and threw the strap over his shoulder, then stopped. Setting the pack back down on his bed. "What does," asked Tom, "my hands or my tongue?" Both," said George. "I have an idea, though. Let's put our tongueswhere our hands are." You mean put our mouths??" Yes," said George, "if our tongues feel so good sliding against eachother, imagine how it would feel with them sliding along our dicks,getting them nice and wet and hard." I don't know," said Tom, "what if you come and some of that stuff goesinto my mouth? The taste of it the other day was okay, but I don't knowif I'd be able to.