'Right down there he barked and together we went down the stone steps and into the aforementioned cubical.'Get them off, everything', was all he said,...and I knew what he wanted, and dutifully stripped, turned, and offered my cunt as repentance for my sins, which he duly entered and creamed, and as I said, too quickly for me to enjoy.When he left he took my phone with him, as evidence of my involvement, he had me there, I never breathed a word about 'Rap*', I endured it, a small price to pay for. Cheerleaders were very visible socially, although happily, most of ours were sweet people that didn’t act as an elite.Twirlers probably spent more time in a dance or gymnastics studio than socializing. I knew Vivian had been a competitive gymnast, but perhaps had grown too tall and busty for their ideal look. Vivian was in a couple of my classes, where she tended to be very quiet, although courteous. She dressed quite stylishly, different from most girls with a tailored, or even. They fired their PDWs and automatic rifles over the low walls, catching a few of the Rask who dared to raise their heads above the sand. The same was happening all along the enemy line, the mechanized companies disgorging their troops as they prepared for a coordinated assault.When the order came, designated teams charged into the trenches, leaping down into the maze of passageways as their companions continued to provide cover. Sarif switched some of the monitors to display views from their. I continued my lecture as the students pretended to be following in their books. My shuffling in my chair cause my skirt to open up in front, showing off my thighs and stocking tops. I then opened my legs slightly, just enough to cause my dress to completely fall back and expose my lower body all the way to my belt. Pretending not to notice, I talked on about anatomy. The boys feasted on the clear view they had of my pussy, covered only by sheer panties. The whole day went like that, with me.