“Oh, yes, got a few scorchers from Old Windbag our housemaster plus three visits to the HM!” Peter admitted.“Never had the cane, Hannah?” enqu...red Clare.Hannah bit her lip. “Well yes, actually got caned once for drinking in the dorm. Jolly well hurt. Got six strokes in front of my friends. Had to lower my pants. Not sure what was worse, the caning or them seeing my bare bottom even though nudity was common at boarding school.”Hannah did not admit that the memory still aroused her as she lay in. ” “This was all her idea?” “Most of it, yea.” He moves beside me and picks off a piece of lint from my shirt.“Even me driving?” My gaze drifts to his with my eyebrow raised. “This shirt looks amazing on you, she was right on with the size.” He cups my breasts, pushing them up like he’s making sure the buttons line up with my buttons. “Just tight enough to show off the girls.” “Stop avoiding my question.” Swatting his hands away, I feel a familiar buzz in my pocket and reach for my phone. Hope. My hardon sprang out in front of him. I pulled his trackies down, revealing his nice thick cock poking out through the fly of his white ck boxers. I pulled his boxers down too and he stepped out of them. Now we were both naked, I put both my arms round his waist and pulled him towards me. We were belly to belly, chest to chest, cock to cock. He started gently thrusting into me, rubbing his dick against mine and my belly. I started gently thrusting in time with him. I looked down and saw his big. I took the clothes out of the box and laid them on the counter. The I got undressed and put my own clothes in the box and then put it under the counter. As I started getting dressed in what was provided I heard the outside door open and someone come in. My heart started beating even faster.I finished getting dressed and took a deep breath. I opened the door, turned off the bathroom light and walked out. The lights were low, but I could still see. There was a naked man on each bed. The one.