I swore there were but he seemed to think I was just weird. So he just walked back to the desk and I walked through into P.E.When I got their I was me... by one of the most amazing sights in the world. In the girls changing rooms was Lucy Hamilton, wearing an extremely tight white shirt, probably a Year 7’s, with the top 4 buttons undone, showing some amazing cleavage. Underneath she had a black pleated skirt that was way, way, way too small for her. At least a quarter of her ass was on display!. I wanted so much to reach out and stroke it, I suppose the sight of my erect nipples on my unfettered tits had caused his discomfort in the trouser department but he seemed unashamedly unaware of its visibility. Whether it was the balls, beads or just his close manly odour, my mind and body began to react, my bubbling cunt went into overdrive and I went to excuse myself, saying I needed to visit the littlest room on the train. As I stood up his hand went to where I had been sitting and I. But I do know one thing: I'll bet they have never enjoyed sex as I did yesterday. Putting aside the fact that Elisabeth was old and fat, she was very experienced and pleasured me as much as I had pleasured her. I wondered if I would have as much fun with Jutta today. I certainly hoped so.I walked from the stairwell to Jutta's apartment and, just as I pressed her bell push, a door further down the corridor opened and out came Frau Schmidt. As soon as she saw me, she smiled at me, the sort of. Her fuck juice seeped out from between her gaping labia and rolled down to her fingers, assisting in the lubrication of her tight shit hole.Her breathing had become quite rapid and cunt cream had begun to collect in her hand. Again, she stopped her ass probing just before reaching her peak. She brought her hand to her face and inhaled the musky odor of her fuck juices. The scent was delicious and she tentatively dipped her tongue into the pooled slime in her palm. She felt like such a whore.