Schroeder moves a lamp and a folder off of his large desk and instructs Penny to bend forward over the desk. As she does this, she hears a click as Mr... Corey locks the Vice-Principals door. Penny bends forward over the cool, solid surface of the large desk, the right side of her face against the smooth surface. Mr. Schroeder walks behind her and lifts her skirt up to her back, exposing her pink panties. “Tsk, Tsk, naughty girl,” muses Mr. Schroeder shaking his head and sliding a hand softly. I took my hands off and said sorry, she said its ok Bhaiya, aapne mujhe bacha liya.Then I jokingly said “par ab mujhe raat ko kaun bachayega” we both laughed. We came back , everyone was almost half asleep. I asked Sonal to go in while I check the car. I took the key opened the door of the car and went inside, started the ac and was checking the car, suddenly Sonal came in and she said”mujhe neend nahi aarahi hai, main bhi aapke saath car mein rahungi” saying this she came in and put her hand. There are references to people in my first set of chapters but all of those names were changed, so it’s safe to call this a work of fiction. I hope you enjoy! As always thanks to Tangentjoker for his editing. If you aren’t reading his stories, you should. Also, thanks for taking the time to read my stories. I love feedback and comments, so please if you have something to suggest, comment on, or just want to cuss me out for being disgusting, feel free. Oh! And you might want to read chapter I. Tomas's knee slid between hers. She rolled to him, arm encircling his neck, thigh mounting his hip. Her foot brushed his shin, caressed his ankle. She pressed against him, thigh crowding throbbing penis, guiding the head upward to her tunnel entrance. He pulled her to him, arm sliding under her, lifting her. He squirmed, pushed, clenched, trying to slip the head in the hole. It grazed her thigh, lodged in her pit, brushed through her thatch, split her crack, pulsated on her clit. He pulled.