One thing was certain though, he craved like nothing else to be there, present to watch it happen. It was an all-consuming and immense voyeuristic urg... that, since Mandy's arrival, had seen Toby become a voyeur of the highest order. But how could he possibly engineer such a situation whilst at the same time evading discovery?Unbeknowingly, it was Mandy that made it possible. "Do you mind if we have a quick drink...first?" she asked, perhaps displaying the first sign of nerves since the train.. Some of the anger I was feeling before came backand seemed to cut through the dizziness. "And how do you plan to make medo that? You gonna beat it into me?"Some of the hardness left her gray eyes. "Were you beaten before?" I ... I mean ... what's it matter to you?"Her shoulders drooped as if they had been carrying something too heavy fortoo long. "A disturbing number of students have. So, to answer yourquestion, we do not use any form of corporal punishment at this school.We've found the harm. With a sigh I rolled onto my back, yet she immediately snuggled close, pressing her breasts against my side."You do realize that you're sending some very mixed signals, right?" I grumped."Sorry, I'm still feeling on edge," she apologized as her hand reached down to fondle my cock. "But I think I'm ready to learn something new." Even after what happened this afternoon?" Not all guys are assholes," she insisted, gently stroking my shaft."You got that right," I agreed. "But I'm not quite sure. I couldn’t breathe but I didn’t care, I just increased the suction and flicked harder. I was rewarded with a flood of her cum running down my chin and chest. I wanted to be covered in her, to be marked with her scent and to feel her pleasure on me. I had never been so turned on. It took me a moment to realise she was pushing me away. I had a moment of hurt until I realised that someone was walking out the back door. I slipped back away from her and Sarah had just enough time to flip her bikini.