They all sort of nodded, understanding that they all had the desire to see more and possibly experience more with Niki.They all walked up to the bathr...om door after a bit, letting the halls clear more so they weren’t spotted going in. None of them wanted to possibly be associated with the school whore, they all had at least a modicum of self respect and shame unlike Niki. Once they knew the coast was clear one of them opened the door suddenly and walked in with a strut of confidence, her. One of the students had a bundle in her arms. As I got closer I saw that it was a sleeping bag. I passed them and continued my run. As I returned I saw the student sitting on the sleeping bag looking like she was about to cry.I stopped in front of her to ask what the problem was but I had to wait until I could get my breath. She saw that I wanted to talk to her and she looked at me for a minute and then took off her baseball cap. I think that I gasped because the baseball cap and the way that. ”Sarah walked over to John. Her perky tits bounced gently in her black lace bra with every step. Even with them still covered, John could tell that Sarah’s breasts were much nicer than his daughter’s pair. As Sarah unbuttoned John’s pants, his cock began to swell. Did she notice?She had always been pretty and John remembered one time on a trip to the beach when she was younger he had to discreetly cover his boner as he sat on a beach towel watching her run up and down the shore in her tiny. Lisa became unhinged as I spoke to her. "Oh God Tommy! Oh yes! Yes, I love your fucking cock, baby! Fuck my pussy you glorious bastard! Fuck it harder!" she screamed. My idea worked better than I could imagine. Mrs. Parkinson was a cock-loving slut and I had unleashed a monster! I pounded away at her and as I did I talked dirty, calling her a slut and a cock whore and everything I could think of. She only got more and more turned on at my foul-mouthed humiliation of her. I slapped her breast.