You soldier on

Bolstered by the delusion that you will finally get some relief in the form of a handjob from the school's prettiest seniors, you manage to angle yourself into a seated position in front of Marce. You take the time to take in the light, sweet aroma of the seated schoolgirl's sex as she scoots forward on the vinyl benchseat.

You touch the soft white skin of her hips, drawing her closer to your lips with direction from your roaming fingers. Unlike the manipulative schoolgirls watching above you, this girl has a mossy thatch of dark fleece above her pussylips. You feel the soft pubes tickle your nose as you finally touch her pussy slot with your searching tongue.

Two quick lessons in pussy-eating by Kerry and Anya in the back seat of the bus helps you to bring the inexperienced brunette to climax quickly. You feel her first clamp her ivory thighs against your ears as you continue to slurp inside her gash with your long tongue. You look up to see her reaction, hoping you've done well enough to collect on your debt with the two looking over her seat from behind. Her face contorts, looking like she has been stung by a bee or something. Then she starts making soft yelping sounds.

Her thighs fall from your ears now, and you realize her passionate whelps aren't all that soft. Kerry and Anya look at each other, bringing their hands to their mouths and giggling as they continue to mount in volume and frequency.