) so we decided to do the deed in a place my parents wouldn't catch us, and we both saw each other; school. Before then, the most public place I had e...er had sex was the couch in my living room, but the idea of public sex had always turned me on quite a bit, and it was something I was definitely ready to try out.We decided to skip our 7th period class to do it. we went to the storage closet in the auditorium where couples always had sex. The place reeked of cum, but we didn't mind it. We had. She wished her daughter was anywhere but here. As the door was closed behind them, Lorraine looked around the room, it was gorgeous. Edwardian splendour. Mr Hunter was cold looking, with grey blue eyes, which had no warmth to them, but he was good looking. True he was old enough to be her father, no older than that, almost her grandfather, but he looked athletic, with a nice tan. His teeth even and white. They had been sent here by their new “booker” as she was called. Miranda. She worked for. . there. She lifts herself up, hoping.His hand caresses her bottom, but his fingertips do not venture between her thighs. It is not the moment for that, and she knows it. It is only afterwards, after her punishment, that his fingers will venture between her legs and give her the relief she so desperately craves. He is irritated with this small rebellion on her part. She does this every week, even though she knows that the pain must come before the pleasure.His hand stops, resting on the middle. I pulled her hips down while driving up into her. The primal urge to release had returned, and there was no ignoring or resisting it.Danielle squealed into my chest but didn’t release her hold. I thrust up into her again and again; suddenly eager to give her what she said she wanted.Her body was slick with a light sheen of sweat and holding onto her became difficult. Between my upward thrusts and her tandem hunching, my fingers slipped toward her center. I grazed her anus with my middle finger,.