I took that powder and placed it in a small sandwich bag and left it on the counter behind something and out of view.It was now 5:30 and I was expecting Jackie at anytime. She had to ride the city bus home from school because she was in cheerleading this year and when she stayed late her only ride was the city bus. I knew that she would be here any minute; the city bus is never late. I sat down on the couch in my seat and turned on the T.V. I turned it to cartoons, although I am a little older I still enjoy watching Cat Dog, Ren and Stimpy, and even Sponge Bob. About ten minutes later there was a knock on the door. I got up and answered it. It was Jackie of course, she was still dressed in her cheerleader uniform which was gold and black and had a wildcat on it. The sight of her almost knocked me off my feet. I had never seen her dressed in her uniform before and this was a new side of her that I wish I would of gotten to know sooner. Standing there in complete silence I snapped out. I didn’t just flinch, I leaped about a mile–or at least tried to, but this bloke was big and had his other arm tight around my waist. He just chuckled and slipped his fingers inside me–that made me gasp. I must have seemed ready for it because Alan had left me so… lubricated. When I threw my head back and groaned, I suppose the rest of the team took that as a signal that I was… up for it. I felt hands on my boobs–kneading them, grabbing them, two others grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs up and apart, leaving my pussy totally exposed (albeit with a couple of Kev’s fingers deep inside me). It was at about this stage that Kev withdrew his fingers and offered them back to me. ‘What the fuck?’ I thought to myself and started sucking his fingers. Somehow, this tiny act seemed to be a trigger for the whole of the rest of the minibus to go mental. Unseen hands grabbed my arms and directed my fingers to erections–suddenly I was wanking a couple of cocks. Someone else knelt in front of me.
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