The taste of her juices set me off. I figured her little strip show was enough foreplay, so I picked her up and drove her down onto the bed. We kissed...passionately as our tongues intertwined. We broke away from each other, “Wait Will, I have to tell you some thing first,” Sara said as she nervously looked up at me with her big, mesmerizing, brown eyes, “I’m still a virgin.”“That’s fine. It actually makes this even better for me. We just have to go a little softer at first, and it is going to. "So damn cute!" repeated the younger man roughly. Then,recovering himself a bit, turned to the Headmaster. "Sort oflooks like Jodie Foster, don't you think?" He asked the questionself-consciously, almost self-congratulatory."Of course she does, Edgar. After all, that's what you told meyou wanted in a niece-- a thin redhead with a pale complexion,sharp pretty features, slim hips, small breasts-- all you askedfor. I believe you mentioned Jodie Foster as Kate's physicalmodel, did you not?". You then spin me around in circles until I am disorientated, the mental plan of the bedroom is lost and I really must now trust in you to guide me. You lead me until I softly hit something. In the corner of the room is an old fashioned high backed leather chair. I assume that this is where I am now. You lean me over the arm of the chair, ass now in the air, and spread my leg, giving you a view of your pussy and ass. I listen for some sound as to what might happen but it is silent. The sound. This one was really a whopper and she rested in a puddle of female juices and sweat hoping the sheet would not reveal her indiscretions.The morning bell awoke her and she was still in the same position. Quickly, she sponged her body completely and did her best to hide the evidence of her guilt. It would be another day in the school with the young hooligans who did their best to torment her beyond her limits. She was exceedingly careful to avoid looking at the graduating boys on the verge of.