Fuck. Fuck. I try the lock again. It still won’t turn, and now I can’t even get the key out. Shit. The middle aged guy is still there, pretending ...e isn’t looking at me. “Excuse me. Please can you help? My locker is jammed and I can’t get my clothes out,” I plead. He stares at me, obviously taken aback at having a naked teenage girl stood in front of him. “Would you go and get someone to help me? I can’t go out there looking like this,” I ask, realising that he is looking down at the puffy lips. "Oooh!"She whispered. The sensations made her clench around the cock she imagined was a boy from school. He wanted to last since this was his first time. She gripped his ass and guided him through the motions. In, out and in, over and over. Makayla stopped him when his cock went all the way and raised her legs above hr head. They hooked into the rounded slats of her headboard. She gazed down at herself and began the ritual again. In and out, deeper, deeper still, out, deeper. Her breath came in. “Well he was really large and when he tried to push it in me it hurt really bad. I made him stop.” “Did he warm you up at all first?” I asked. “What do you mean? I wasn’t cold.” She said with an inquisitive look. “Did he lick your pussy or rub you with his fingers first?” “No.” She said as she shook her head back and forth. Patty kept grinding her pussy against me as we talked. My cock was aching to have a release and I didn’t care who gave it to me. “Has anyone ever touched you there?” “Yeah,. The bed mattress was plastic covered, the bed was fitted with restraints there was a frame for punishment, we had a cupboard full of toys and sexy clothing. Today she was wearing a light blue full skirted cotton dress with short sleeves, dark holdup stockings and very pointedly, no underwear for our sex play. My cock was leaking more and more delicious precum as this happened and I anticipated what was going to happen to me. There was a steadily greater accumulation of wetness on my nightie.