She sighs. Then she turns around slowly, smiles prettily, and kisses him. Their tongues meet and play together. She is becoming a woman, happy, self-a...sured and beautiful, a sensual woman who arouses the passions of her boyfriend. ~4~Look at the sweet and pretty girl who is not altogether a girl. She looks at herself in the mirror to touch up her makeup. She gently brushes a few stray hairs into place. Now she spends a moment or two deciding on a perfume, finally applying a tiny drop on each. Her breasts swayed with each movement and Ben reached out to stroke the rounded curves of rump and waist. Her mouth was hot and liquid on his cock, and her hand was tight. He raised himself on his elbows to watch her, her cheeks hollow and her eyes closed as she plunged him into her mouth again and again. Her technique was not perfect, but her enthusiasm was unquestionable. Ben would take enthusiasm over heartless technique any time. Distantly, he felt the tightening of his balls. Sarah felt. Alternating between forehand and backhand and once in a while stepping to the side so he could whip her across both succulent white cheeks at the same time, the lecherous principal turned the equally horny schoolgirl's entire ass and her upper thighs a bright red. None of his blows broke the skin, because he didn't want to inflict any actual injury which might be hard to explain, but all of them sent pain screaming through her body, which immediately evolved into a feeling that was close to. “Yeah mate, I was just looking for my coat, I had enough now so I’m gonna fuck off. I’ll see you next week.” Paul looked at me uncomprehendingly. “Have you seen that fucking cow Katja?” he slurred, definitely wasted. “Err, no mate. Have you tried the lavs?” I asked innocently “Yeah, no frigging sight of her. I bet she's fucked off, and left me here! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Seeing that Paul had hardly paid Katja any attention when he had the chance, his outburst ignited my curiosity. “That.