During lunch, every day, I just have to see her once. It's hard to overcome. A crush that I believed would end in nothing except discomfort among ours...lves. Afterschool, I was walking home when I see her by herself, walking down sad, with her head down. She never really acted like this, from what I've seen. I started to walk with her, and asked her, "What's up?" She gave a modest reply. "I'm walking home" Even her voice was sexy, fragile, and cute, like herself.For some reason, she never really. Slowly her groans grew louder, but they weren't the groans of pain. Mary was actually struggling to receive my Daddy's cock.I could sense that Daddy was beginning to enjoy himself. Looking at the strained look on Mary's face, she was beginning to feel pretty good too. So I watched more intently as he fucked her tender asshole, trying to learn her techniques.Along with his shit eating grin and more forceful thrusts, Daddy was grunting and moaning as he picked up the pace. Which let me know that. .I saw her uniform hanging inside of the bigger stall but I wasn’t able to view where she was, I moved a little bit closer and saw her standing in the corner fully naked, one of her hand was caressing her boobs and the other hand was between her thighs, the light was dimmed but I can see her hand between her thighs moving in up and down motion, I figured she had fingers inside her pussy, she told me not to get any closer, I was about 10 feet away from her and asked me to take my clothes off. She picked up the iPad and FaceTimed her husband’s iPad. She made sure the volume was off. She also made sure the screen was pointed to the wall and the camera faced the bed. When done, she went to her computer on the far nightstand. She Sk-ped her husband’s computer. When connected, she turned the volume off and adjusted the screen to black so it appeared off. She waved to Bill and whispered “ enjoy!”Betsy still had her jacket on; but she refastened her skirt and unbuttoned one more button on.