You’re not particularly in to girls, but the reality is that Ms. Winkle is cute, and friendly, while Francis and fat boy are neither. You lick a little more chocolate from fat boy’s belly, to get him to ease up a bit, but twist your hips away from him in preparation for standing and turning back towards Ms. Winkle. Choosing just the right moment, you do a quick maneuver and you’re now standing, bending over Ms. Winkle, and you immediately starting licking just below her ribs, which you hope keeps everybody happy.
At first everything is going according to plan. You’re licking a little butter from Ms. Winkle’s abdomen, another guy is licking around her breast, and she is moaning a little bit as she breathes heavily. You can feel the weight of what must be Francis on your back as he licks the rest of the butter off your back. You run out of butter to lick on Ms. Winkle’s right side, so you move over to her left side. Things are falling in to a comfortable pattern, and you’re sure that the drugs will wear off soon. Ms. Winkle must have planned for things to take the length of a class period, which can’t be too much longer.
Francis’ mouth has been moving down your back slowly. None of this is particularly turning you on, but it’s pleasant enough. Then you feel four hands simultaneously grab at the waist band of your jeans. You’re immediately pulled back about a foot, and you feel the top button of your jeans pop open. Then, as suddenly, your jeans and underwear are yanked down to just above your knees. Your bubble butt, and virgin pussy are now completely exposed to two crazed defensive linemen. This is where it seems to make sense to struggle.
You try to stand up, but this has the opposite of the desire effect. Francis and fatboys hands settle on your shoulder and you’re effortlessly pushed back until you breasts are smushed against Ms. Winkle, just above her pelvis. You freeze for a second just to see what they do next, completely prepared to start resisting violently if you feel anything trying to force itself in to you.
A moment passes, and you feel what must be chocolate being smeared all over your butt, covering the outside of your snatch.
“They just want to keep licking,” you think to yourself, massively relieved.
So relieved are you, that even with your breasts still pressed against Ms. Winkle, you start licking the area just under her left breast with gusto. You notice that she has breasts that are just a little bigger than yours, though she had really prominent nipples, which obviously feeling very stimulated right now. You put your hands on the desk and try to push yourself slowly back upright, and now Francis and fat boy let you up.
Fat boy is scrunched down and is licking off butter that has run down the outside of your leg, while Francis has gone to work on the chocolate that is smeared on your left buttock. These attentions have started to make you feel a little amorous, and you bend down to start licking Ms. Winkle’s nipples, alternating back and forth between them. Working quickly, Francis has cleaned off one cheek, and rather than switching sides, he just moves over to the chocolate covering your pussy.
At first, you just feel a little pressure, but as soon as a little of the chocolate is off, you start to feel Francis’ tongue all over the rim of your vag. Back and forth his tongue goes, and each time it comes in contact with your clit, you get a little jolt of pleasure that weakens your knees a little bit. Now completely turned on, you let yourself fall back so that your breasts are flat against Ms. Winkly’s. This allows you to take one hand and put a finger in Ms. Winkly’s mouth, which she promptly starts to suck, and you take the other hand and slide it down Ms. Winkly’s pants. You’re surprised to discover that Ms. Winkly’s completely shaved down below, and you start to gently rub around her clit.
The ongoing tongue teasing from Francis now has you completely primed, and you call back for him to start dicking you when you notice the silence around you.
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