I directed it at Brittney to see if my hunch was correct. “Your turn, Brad.” I said as I pulled my cock free from Brittney’s mouth. It most definitely would have been a lot of fun for her. I pushed her on to her back on the carpet, sped her legs apart and placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy. It was almost like a distant radio station late at night that I was trying to tune in. I put out the usual spread of cookies and chips I always did for my students, played a few scales on my piano and got ready for my first arrival. The static in my head reached an almost deafening level as she pulled her cellphone out of her pocket.
