She was first in class, she sat in against the wall at the very back of the room, her favourite place where she could touch herself and wink as Mr Dea... looked up. Every time she had done this, he attempted to smile back although flustered he failed, before looking down and correcting the students course work on his desk. Class began; Algebra. About forty minutes had passed, she rolled her eyes and roughly fingered her hair, looking up to where Mr Dean sat, and sighed. He was looking at her. She had short, like a bob styled haircut, brown hair. I loved how her tits bounced as I hit her jiggly ass. But thats all over now. Caleb, I have never felt like this before. She told me, her nipple all squashed out for me to see. Ally, whats wrong? I asked her. I was very shocked. I thought she was going to faint. Caleb… Ohhh… Caleb… I think I am turned on by your foot, she laughed. I laughed too because the thought of her getting turned on by something that a lot of girls dont like to be. ” Layla said as she fell back on the bed and her right hand got busy.The light in there wasn’t as good as the sunlight but I still managed to get an acceptable quality recording of the whole jilling session.“Right, are we going on this pub crawl?” Layla asked when her arousal had died down.“Do you want to go out like that?” “Yes, why not? But hang on I’ve got something to stuff in your pocket first.”Layla went to one of the drawers, pulled out a G-string and gave it to me. I held it up and. . if that,” she answered with a predatory smile.“OK,” I shrugged a little nervously before undoing my belt and dropping my pants and underwear.“Hmmm, I can see why they’d be impressed,” she commented with a slight giggle as she reached out to grab my semi-turgid cock and give it a squeeze.“Ooh!” I gasped as my body reacted immediately, making me go rock hard in seconds.“Even more impressive,” she giggled again. “But first, before he is put to work, you need to do something for me.”“Something?”.