You rub my breasts as you look down at them, studying them with a hungry stare. You ease off me and slowly drop your pants, taking them completely off... You look at me and see the hunger in my eyes but your not ready to give it to me completely yet. You ease yourself on top of me and rub against me, not yet entering me. I moan a little, begging you to enter me and fuck me like you never have before. I wrap my arms around your neck, my body pushing against you, my breasts hard against your chest,. She kissed and licked it periodically as i continued stroking it in front of her, her tongue going up and down my shaft, licking her ass off my cock. "Open", I said as she looked up at me, mouth wide open and her tongue sticking out of her mouth. I rubbed the head all over her tongue as i stroked the base, now covered in her saliva from the tongue bath she had just given it. I stuck ther head into her mouth and began to slow fuck her again, never once taking my hand off. I brought her up to me. It was true, Sister Allison was only in her early-thirties, but she had a husband and a couple of young children, which Batgirl knew meant that she felt that she could ‘mother’ her patient a bit. But the tight uniform with its flared white hem just below the knee, sensible shoes and broad blue belt around her waist didn’t particularly hide a very attractive and trim figure which Batgirl had admired more than once while whiling away her recovery days. ‘Right, ‘ said Sister Allison purposefully,. It was boys vs. girls volleyball. Two other girls and me didn't play (I came up with a menstruation excuse) so we were sitting. When I saw both girls leaving to the changing room and/or toilet at least once I did so, too. Most of the time I have some extra vaginal juice so I wear pads all the time but not today. I checked my black panties in the female toilet and saw they are quite dirty with white smears. I took them off and sneaked into the male changing room and left them there in the open.