“See you at school. Love you!” She had just turned eighteen years old the week before. She was a senior at the high school where I teach. She was ...a great student, very active in clubs and sports, and her mother and I am very proud of her. She is a gorgeous girl, but never really seemed interested in dating. As a father, I was perfectly fine with that. I heard the locker room talk among the guys, even though it doesn’t stay in the locker room. Cassie’s dad left her and her mom when he found out. ...and he recalled being carried to bed. As the teen anxiously waited for a ride, he remembered the weird going ons! Kirk tried to banish the thoughts; he had been very sleepy, hadn't been on guard, so what happened wasn't his fault. A car drove past, it's driver shaking his bald head in disapproval of hitch-hiking. Kirk could not help but remember what had happened to him, and shame kept asserting itself. The blonde haired boy blushed a bright red as he remembered the wonderful things he had. I offered Bruce a drink of water and if there was some other morsels of food he would be welcome. We were in the kitchen looking around for treats and having found none Bruce decided to make his move. My back was to him, as I re3ached up on to a pantry shelf. Bruce was suddenly behind me his arms around my mid section and his fingers and thumbs twisting my nipples as he nudged my neck with his lips and grind his stiff cock against my buttocks. I dropped my hands and grabbed hold of his,. James pressed his tongue flat against my clit and I started to push my hips into his face, groaning and gasping as I had a deep, intense orgasm. I lay back on the couch, recovering from my climax, my body tingling with pleasure. James and Chris were standing, looking at me. That was so, so good, I mumbled. I got down off the couch and knelt in front of the boys, grabbing their cocks again. It must be your turn to cum! I said, starting to jerk and suck their dicks once more. I sucked and .