Having been Jason’s friend for years, we’re pretty close. I watched more, and I found myself gradually become wetter as one of his hands slipped up her skirt and played around with her more. Indian porn Love was all he needed to be perfect. “I thought that’s what you wanted…” He looked confused, but I suppose he couldn’t really understand the emotions I had. Time was short; I had less than a minute left before I was tardy. My friend was right, Chris was a player. I still didn’t know what I was doing. If it had been someone else, somebody would have turned around or made fun of us, but everyone on that bus knew we had been friends for years, so nobody dared to say anything. He didn’t deserve it, but he would have it. Time was short; I had less than a minute left before I was tardy. By now I was soaking wet. Sleep…
Sleep was becoming more alluring. I could tell, as this went on, that while Marcia was enjoying herself, Chris was in this only for his own pleasure. Sometimes the sixteen-year-old kids didn’t want to listen to a teacher who wasn’t much older than them, and I had even heard people talk about Miss Foster in a sexual way, surprisingly enough.
