Do you like my bush too?”
“Yes, it’s awesome.”
“I keep it trimmed for Piper here; she doesn’t like eating me out when my bush is too big. Is the rumor true?”
“What do you know, Emma?”
“Nothing completely official, but my cousin Janine Sorren sent me a video. So, then they calmly moved their faces together and kissed for seven seconds. “Did you want to make me last longer for our elegant teacher?”
“Maybe,” I replied, before kissing her. Lewis. Lewis is smoking hot,” she moaned, letting her hand in her shorts. Lewis’ melons. Were you just trying to show restraint, or do my slit lips taste like cherries again?” Emma pondered, arching her back with me. Needless to say, we didn’t learn a whole lot about world history. Lewis out of her chair, so we both climbed back up on the desk and got onto our knees. Emma still kept eye contact with her for a few seconds, but then she viewed me again.
