Now she was learning how some of them had fun after school. She watched Bobbie's throat muscles working busily as she suctioned the hot cream from Ted's cock and gobbled it. Ted was going out of his mind with pleasure, digging his fingers into the mattress and groaning steadily, while his two buddies watched with wide grins.

"Hey, Ted, why fight it?" Mike chuckled. "Yeah, man," Chad joined in, "let go. We want our turn."

"Fuck you," Ted managed to gasp.

His buddies just laughed. Bobbie of course said nothing, because her mouth was full of cock. That was unusual for Bobbie, because usually she talked non-stop. She was always getting thrown out of class for it. She was mischievous, bubbly, blabby, and she obviously didn't give a shit about school. Sometimes Sasha envied her.

Sasha was prim, proper, and very shy. She wouldn't have dreamed of accompanying three boys to a shed and making love with all of them. So why was she getting that strange hot, melting sensation in her pussy as she watched? She found that she was wickedly excited by the whole scene.

Now Bobbie's head was bobbing with lightning speed, and the lewd set sucking noise scorned to echo through the whole shed punctuated by Ted's hoarse poem. Suddenly the red-faced teen spun out of control and started fucking Bobbie's mouth really hammering it to her. His pals cheered him on.

"Shoot it down her throat, man," Chad cried excitedly.

"Go, Ted," Mike panted.

Ted really didn't need a cheering squad. He was hurtling toward orgasm all on his own, hammering his engorged cock over Bobbie's slippery tongue. His nostrils were flared, and his teeth were flashing in a lusty grimace. He stiffened for a second, yelped, then fucked her mouth with lightning speed.