I looked up. Sam moaned again as she undid her bra, her large tits flopping out. XXX Juices were flowing, now, and Sam had her eyes closed, her face beet red. I mean, we’d learned all about what a vagina was in sex-ed in, like, fourth grade. We were working on our homework when, rather audaciously, Sam blurted out, “Hey, Tryn. Sam then relaxed, her fingers still at her pussy, panting heavily. “Aw, you’re blushing again,” Sam said, leaning a little closer to me with a smirk across her face, “Well then,” she said, “Why don’t we try something?” Sam suddenly stood up and pulled down her skirt and underwear, revealing her slit. “K…Keep going…” Sam said, “I think I’m learning something…” She then began to unbutton her shirt as I rubbed around her slit some more.
