You had turned to enter the school, but there was suddenly a blonde Caucasian girl in your path, her large triple D-cup tits barely contained in her uniform.
IGNORETHEBONERIGNORETHEBONERIGNORETHEBONER... you thought to yourself hurriedly, and that seemed to help as your boner deflated.
"Hey," you greeted, and the girl smiled a dazzling smile.
"Hello!" she piped up. "I'm Liz, from the cheerleading squad." She gave you a cursory glance, her eyes staring at the crotch of your pants. "I saw how you fought them off..." she grinned. "Not many guys would do that around here."
"Thanks, I guess," you shrugged. It didn't really matter to you, actually. As long as you could get into her pants, it'd be no problem...
"What's your first class?" she asked curiously. You told her it was History, and she exclaimed happily, "That's mine too! Want to sit together?"
You tell her... |