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Barbara and I were first in line when the office opened. We completed the form and paid the three dollar fee. While there we also checked on how to get married and were advised that a justice of the peace was always on duty from nine to five weekdays. That would suit our purposes perfectly. I dropped Barbara back with my mother, leaving her with a big kiss and indian drove to school. It was lunchtime before I had a chance to tell everyone what the emergency was. I was seated at a table with my basketball teammates when I also told them about the wedding. “I’d like all of you to come Thursday morning. We won’t know the actual time until it happens because we might have to wait if there are others ahead of us, but Eli, I’d like you to be best man.” “I’d be honored, Freak, but someone will have to pick me up. You know I don’t have a car.” I did know that. Eli’s dad ran a gardening/landscaping business and--unlike many of the other Negro families in the area who lived in apartments--he lived in a small house that I had visited many times. The house was always immaculately neat and clean and I knew his parents were strict. Boy, were they strict! One time back in junior high when Eli had cut his hair into a Mohawk, his mother had banished him to the garage until it had grown in again to something she considered presentable. He never did anything that foolish again. I had to agree with his mom. He looked like a fool until he finally had the opportunity to trim his hair to a uniform length. As happy as they were for my impending wedding that’s how angry they were when they heard about Barbara’s injuries. They couldn’t envision any scenario in which something like that could be considered appropriate. Even in our public school none of us could remember any time when a student had been struck by a teacher—by another student, sure, but not by a teacher. Before I knew it the day was over and it was time for baseball practice. I phoned Barbara from the phone booth outside the cafeteria and we spoke for a few minutes. She assured me that Mom was taking good care of her. I told her that I loved her and ran out to my car to drive into the village to our field. Tuckahoe High School had been built in the 1930’s on a plot that was really much too small. Looking at the schools we competed against anyone could see that they had three or four times as much land as we did. I didn’t know why and I probably would never know the reason, but our baseball field belonged to the Village of Tuckahoe and was about three miles away. I skipped the bus because I saved almost an hour by taking my car. Today Eli and Tony joined me. We were in a jovial mood even though they teased me about giving up my freedom. They had met Barbara on several occasions so they knew what I was getting. I was also sure they were thinking about all the sex I was about to get, but they were good friends so they had huge smiles, but said nothing. I walked in the door at 5:30 that evening to my usual greeting from Carole who always jumped up into my arms for a hug and kiss. That ceremony was a little shorter today because I needed to look after Barbara. I found her in the living room, sitting calmly and reading a book from the library. She looked better and when I touched her back I could see that one of the preions, an ointment that I had rubbed in this morning before replacing her bandages, had done a good job on her welts. Still, the doctor had told us the full healing process was likely to take several weeks, at least. I know what you’re thinking. Why couldn’t I use some of my special brain power to help her? Momo sat up, removing her moist fingers from indian Chloe’s pussy and acting like nothing had happened. About the time Mom decided they should leave for the graduation; Dad was in no condition to leave. I thought as I pulled my hand from my pocket as if I were burned. Looking down into the dark cavity I finally saw the solution to my problem. Next action would go to Kate and she read it for herself “But what? A sweet musk filled my nose. “Yeah, no shit.” I replied coolly. Freddy immediately began to feel out the very front part of my hairy pubic area with his hand. I decided to try and carry her to the kitchen. And the girls just talked to each other. I didn't tuck my futa-cock between my thighs during my hasty dressing at Mrs. North's house; I was done with hiding who I was. Her stomach convulsed and her pussy tightened as her cum started to flee from her opening, directly onto my eager tongue. She stroked up to the edge, brushing the crown soaked in the twins' saliva. Half an hour later the villa fell into a wonderful silence and Hailey wandered round the villa wondering just how an office temp could afford this luxury. She did have thick thighs, and a little belly. He smiled down to her, his beard crinkling and his eyes shone. I started to kiss the inside of her thighs. A few days later my boss called me into his office and I walked in and went and stood at the front of his desk. So, I'm not really excited or anything, just get this over with and get a good grade. She ran her fingers against her chest, the little bit that was exposed, and when stopped by the next, she worked to release it as well. She was so sweet, I just kept on licking her. "I didn't want to ruin all the fun and surprises," he said with a smile, in which Erica saw a level of cruelty she had never seen within him before. The stimulation of full titty immersion, combined with her riding techniques, cost me my control and I released a white flood into her slender body.