. he looked in control. He pulled out his phone in his other hand, unlocking the screen, manipulating it. For a moment, my fear vanished as curiosity ...urged through me. What was he doing? Was he texting someone? He finished and stuck his phone in his pocket as we kept following Principal Carver through the halls.I glanced at the man in charge of our high school. He trembled, his shoulders tense. He clenched his hands over and over. He was a tall, balding man wearing a cheap suit. He glanced. ‘Go ahead! Come, darling!’ he whispered, ‘Come for me! I want you to!’ ‘Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!’ Abby groaned. Her hips went wild as an orgasm swept through her. ‘Lee!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Oh, Godddddd!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!’ she wailed, twisting and turning in her fiancé’s arms. The frantic rubbing of Abby’s bottom against him did fantastic things to Lee’s cock. For a second, he though the was going to come in his pants, but he managed not to. Abby sagged in. Every week or so there would be a phone call in which they would discuss their deepest darkest fantasies. In that box was one of hers. She started to get wet at the thought as she again looked for him. Still not seeing him she walked quickly into the house. She barely had the door closed before she was ripping the brown paper wrapping off the box. As she opened the box her breath became shallow. First thing on top was a 3 inch thick studded black leather collar with a tag dangling off of it.. I told her I would touch them instead, and playfully squeezed them. I then asked if I could just stroke her pussy, like we used to. Now Jess was hesitating due to growing pubes in the few years hiatus. After some persuasion, she pulled her trousers and panties down a little, allowing me to stroke her clit and moist pussy lips. It was a bit of a shock to me as well when I slid my hand over her pussy, as until that point I had only felt her young, pube-less cunt. I then pulled mine down a little.