We mockingly skipped to our next class holding hands. She leaned in and whispered, “Imagine what they would do if someone was actually ‘fornicatin...’.” “I think Sister Anne would die of shock,” I replied and continued laughing. We sat as close as possible for the next class and my bare leg kept brushing against the rough fabric of Genna’s green pants. Every now and then she would reach under the desk and wiggle her fingers against mine. Her energy was so playful it was hard not to giggle every. I’ve wanted this moment for too long now to turn back.” She raised herself up along my cock, then glided back down. Slowly at first, then gradually picking up pace until she had a nice rhythm. I adjusted my legs to better support her and to allow myself to meet her bouncing with thrusts of my own.Not wanting to blow too early I pushed her Emily off and had her get on her hands and knees. Getting behind her, I grabbed hold of her ass, kneading it and then playfully smacking each cheek. I ran my. "I want you to pleasure me," Vivian said in the same tone she had used before.Claire hesitated, but only for the briefest of moments. She knew the request was a test of both her resolve and her imagination. It wouldn't do to come up short on either one.Pressing their bodies together, Claire threw her arms tightly around Vivian's neck as their lips came together. The soft press of Vivian's mouth against her own sent a sudden warmth throughout her body. While the touch of her tongue in Claire's. Mum spoke louder, firmer, “Either get up Alexis or I’ll give you some more girl!” That got me moving and I levered myself up, my hand on her knee, I pushed myself up so I was standing and as soon as I was up my hands shot to my bottom for some serious rubbing and I dodged from foot to foot, almost skipping, doing anything to stop the burning, stinging, in my bottom. My sobs turned to sniffing, my eyes opened, and Mum was staring at me. “No repeat of that language my girl. Understood?” If I.