Well you know how we don’t read very well and at the time we didn’t know why. Neither of us could understand it but we pretended to write words on...the paper. Miss Bridget was very angry when she saw what we had done. "I gave you a simple little task," she said, "And you sit there and play around. I’ll show you what happens when you fool around in my classroom, I don’t have lazy c***dren here." Bobby muttered something about us having left school now, which seemed to anger her more. She dragged. Undoing the belt on my robe, he exposed my body and suddenly I didn't care whether or not this was right or wrong. I wanted him. I wanted to feel his hands on me and, more than anything, I yearned to feel him inside me.Jermaine looked at me, his eyes asking if this was what I wanted. Slowly, I slipped the robe off my shoulders. That was my answer.He stood and I watched him take off his t-shirt. His chest was furry, like a teddy bear, and I found it strangely comforting. When he removed his. Her mind flitted from one erotic image to the other. None stayed in her mind longer than a few seconds, teasing her desire and fueling her lust, but shifting too fast for her to revel in the fantasy.Gina whimpered. Her pleasure would rise no further. Her pussy begged for release, but her fingers were inadequate for the task, aching now in fruitless effort. Her cunt tightened around her fingers as if in anticipation of something else filling its soaked depths. If only she had shared her. Cat glanced over at the two of them, and they both seemed naughtily at ease in the strange situation. He was tall and tanned, built like a labourer with deep brown hair the colour of her own. Cat kissed his hand, the crook of his arm and his neck. He smelt of salt and sandalwood. In return she allowed him to bend and take her friend's full lips. The other woman revelled in the act, being kissed by the stranger. She watched in sleepy amusement as he guided the hand he had ventured up her skirt.
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