The school wireless system allowing contact in the toilets, where they sit and get off whenever the mood or urge strikes, hooray for the invisible rad...ation of pleasure live from the girls toilet in St Augustine's, six cubicals with masturbating fillies pointing their hand-helds between their legs, now that's what I call technology. In my day, just before the technological revolution, our hand held was more likely to be a dong or a hard plastic vibrator, our toilets cubicals, sounding more. The current rules said that if we didn't live in the same house, we were supposed to wear masks at all times. I just... well... we decided against that. We kept our distance when not in the cart and while IN the cart, made it a point not to talk "toward" one another.I had on a pair of navy colored shorts and a black tank, with thin, blue straps over my shoulders. Kelly wore pale blue shorts and a cute, plaid, cotton blouse, tailored to her figure, with short, rounded "tails" front and back. . I looked at her and she was also lookingat me, and then she pushed her breasts to fully touch my arm. I started mymovements up and down to and fro, with my gun fully erect.I got back all my desires for this voluptous lady. I kept onrubbing. Whenever i looked at her i used to find her looking at me with asmile, which was unleashing an animal in me. Every bit of me wanted to touchher all over and the sense of urgency making me rub her breasts faster. In thisurgency i felt her thighs pressing into. Crazy or not, that’s what was going through my head. He was still hard, his stamina was endless. Jasmine started to mount up onto him cowgirl style, but looked back at me with a strange longing. She did a 180 in his lap and pointed her butt toward him instead, mounting up for reverse cowgirl so she could face me. She curled her finger at me in a come hither motion and followed Mr. Chapman’s adjustments as he lined up underneath her. I crawled over to her. She reached out and wrapped her fingers.