This just meant that the three of us pretty much bonded straight away. We just spent all our time sitting at the back of the class and making jokes ab...ut inbreeding.Perhaps it was our shared circumstances, but pretty soon these two were more important to me than my best friends back home. Len was doing okay at Sixth-Form College, but he was spending more time on his studies than making friends. Chelsea was having a bad time of it, she didn't have any classmates with parents at the company and. I made it to my desk and tried to get into some work, but it was no good. Reaching down to my inflamed cunt I pulled up the front of my skirt and started to slowly rub at my clit. Closing my eyes, I thought about Darrol plundering my open, shaved hole and with a few harder rubs, I felt my orgasm rush upon me. “That looked like fun!” murmured Isobel the older woman I share the office with. “I bet you were thinking about the boss, ‘cos he sure melts my pussy too, Vicky!”I could not speak as I was. Over the next twenty minutes, he gradually increases the speed of his thrusts….which also speed-up the beating of my heart -- and the pulsating of my excited and happy clit against all that beautiful thrusting cock-flesh. He somehow waits for me to come first, something men rarely do. I wrap my arms and legs around him, and in one intense shudder from head to toe, I drench his hard in girl-come. Nick draws back, pushing deep and hard into not only the depths of my pussy, but the very depths of. The hand left her belly and she trembled when it caressed her cheek, fingertips running across her lips. "Such a good girl! You are learning. Perhaps no discipline lessons will be required this morning. It would be such a disappointment to have to punish you; today's scheduled to be a fun day."Sheri shivered involuntarily. Fun. Fun like the three days bound in restraints, spreading her limbs, stretching her far worse than the gymnastics or yoga classes she'd ground her way through in her 24.