The day had been slow. Xnxx I placed my dick back in my pants, muttered and apology to her, then dashed off the bus. Most people wanted to go home to spend time with their friends, or hang out at the mall, or be with their girlfriend. She sat down and closed her eyes. THe day seemed to last for hours. At home, and on a few occasions on the bus, I would jack off to alot of the girls at school, but always finish to Blessing. BLessing arrived a few minutes later in a georgeous red shirt,, low cut of course. I would spend entire class periods staring down girls shirts. And then, on that fateful wednesday, it happened. Her name was Blessing. It started out as a disaster, but eventally turned into what could only be described as a miracle. Personally, I didn’t have many friends, the prospect of the mall was unreachable, and I had never had a girlfriend. At the time, and to this very day, I was fascinated with breasts, and the low-cut shirts were my guardian angel, ensuring that I would indeed survive high school.
