Suddenly to my surprise the next door was opened and this hod fellow entered the room were this guy was with his pants down… And for a sec I skipped...a beat and never knew he was a gay…..So I planned and placed my mobile in a way to capture and blackmail him for my internals and felt it was like a jackpot for me…. To make sure I placed my ears and was able hear slight moans…. As I placed my mobile camera in position and start too record it was the nightmare ever cause it was priya who was. Except that, quite possibly, half the population doesn’t know that, because my niece stood there, outrageously invading my privacy, and asked, “What are you doing?““I was going to the bathroom, before a woman disregarded centuries of social norm by barging in here without knocking,” I said. I tried to close my knees, but my wrist was in the way.“Why is your hand in there ... like that?” Her voice communicated that she had some idea what my hand was doing, and that it made her slightly. Ella felt his tongue on her lip and deepened the kiss in turn as she pushed her tongue into his. Kissing more passionately with his hands moving over her back and sides, he kept his hands off her curves for the time being. Ella could taste the beer on his breath while his designer stubble teased her skin. Equally, Darren felt the softness of her hair tickle his neck while her hands moved over his broad shoulders, her slender fingers tracing lines of muscle beneath his bare skin. It had been. Part of going to this school was our uniforms: white cotton button-up shirt under a gray vest with a pleated blue-gray heavy cotton knee-length skirt. With these horribly dull clothes went white knee socks and annoyingly c***dish black shoes, Mary Jane style. All that wasn’t the worst as far as most of us were concerned though, worst were the navy-blue full-cut regulation panties; I mean we are talking pretty much big-old granny-style blue panties. A lot of the girls hated the panties, not.