She stopped kissing me briefly and smiled as she moved her head back to pull the polo shirt off over my head. Her hands now moved to my chest where sh... toyed with the hair before dropping them across my stomach to the top of my jeans. In a moment she had undone the top button and was pulling the zip down. Tiffany was in need of some serious action and I was the lucky man about to deliver the goods. She put her hands inside the elastic of my underpants and pushed both them and my trousers down. First I get to feel you and then taste you and then I will fuck you."She grinned as she lay back, "okay."I bent to suck on her nipple and she shivered before pulling me to the other one. I started caressing her and moved my hand down to feel her pussy. When I started rubbing her clit and slipping a finger through her pussy she started breathing hard and shuddering. It was a couple of minutes before I pushed my middle finger into her.She arched her back as she wailed and her pussy squeezed,. She pulled his hand up to her mouth, and sucked some of the juice off, rubbing the rest over her nipples so they glistened like little jewels. Before Mr Pearson could say anything, her hand went down to his bulging erection, which was threatening to burst out of his trousers.“It’s about time we did something about this,” Miss Sharpe smiled, as she dragged down his zip and pulled his cock out of his trousers. It looked enormous, grasped in her little hand. Miss Sharpe bent over and flicked her. Erin stood there dumbly, unable to comprehend the things coming out of either of their mouths. The boys continued to silently glare at the other until Brady’s condescending eyes flashed to Erin’s. An undercurrent of something that Erin could not understand ran through his expression. The look disappeared as a cold disgust took over. ‘My, my, what a whore you have become. You can barely kiss one day, and the next you are practically crawling over someone in heat.’ He smiled, and Erin shivered.
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