"Come on Brock, lets go! We only have a couple of minutes till they start wondering where we're at! Hurry up and strip!" said Jen.
"I'm trying, I'm trying! I don't see you trying to hurry!" said Brock, Jen's quarterback boyfriend.
"I'm already stripped! Here, lemme help you!"
"I have it now! come on lets go!
"Finally! Now, stick it in me big boy!"
"My pleasure!"
Brock then plunged his cock deep into Jens pussy and began to hump her. The Janitors closet was filled with stifled moans and groans.
"Don't Stop! Please....don't stop! Yes! keep going! *Gasp* Keep going! Almost....There!" Jen groaned.
They both quietly moaned a lengthy moan as they both reached orgasm. Brock then fell ontop of her, too exhausted to pull his dick from her throbbing pussy.
"That....was just what I needed," sighed Jen.
"Me too," said Brock.
Brock still had a hard-on, but it was slowly subsiding. Yet, Jens Pussy still felt kinda tight, and it was getting tighter.
"Hey Jen, stop squeezing, its gettting a little tight down there."
"I'm not squeezing. I'm too tired to move, let alone flex my pussy muscles."
"But, if your not squeezing, and my hard-on's going away, then why are you so tight?"