The song ended way too soon. Fleabag, or “Byron” as his parents called him, owed me bigtime for saving his ass in Chemistry. And she had nice tits, right? I kicked off my shoes and climbed up on the bed, crawling up and over her body, and using my knee to spread her legs enough that I could land in there. But the rubber reduced the feelings to where it was just enough to keep me in the game. I was picturing the award I was going to receive when Doc started talking to me. She whispered, “But maybe, James, maybe I want him to do weird things to my body… Jim… yessss…”
She moaned softly as I pushed my left middle finger inside her pussy and my other middle finger probed her damp asshole. Dipshit laughed, then “oofed” as I thumped him in the chest.
