Miss Martin was a petite curvy woman of about 30 with a great round ass and huge boobs that I had lusted after almost since I first saw her. She was n...w this year and I always thought it was fantastic how she came in dressed as a pupil, with short skirts and low cut tops.I had been ogling her boobs for about ten seconds when she must have felt my eyes on her, because she instantly looked straight up into my eyes. I tried to flit my eyes away to look at something else but I was sure that she had. ..up and up, softhly and smoothly shaped, to the short skirt skirt of pleated white leather. A golden belt clinched in her waist. Again, she alone could wear one of gold. Above the belt was a simply-cut jacked blouse or thin white leather. Two large golden-bangle earrings, bedecked with small jewels, swung from her ear lobes, revealed when her long, silky-black hair swung from her shoulders.The two women walked through to another corridor, one which led to the Royal Apartements themselves,. Let’s get this bath finished so I can play, please?” she begged, her fingers tracing the length again.Sophia quickly soaped my back and then washed my hair, using the hand-help spray to rinse me off again.She stood up, in all of her naked glory and grasped me under my arms, helping me lift up so I could grab the bar again. Then, scrambling out of the tub, she laid a towel in my chair, then stripped off my soaking wet shorts and helped me rotate until I was seated.Once I was secure in my chair,. ‘How about your locker?’ she asked her hand on his jersey, pulling herself closer to him. ‘We should try to get our lockers close together again,’ she purred, her eyes twinkling with the true meaning of ‘lockers.’ He got it. ‘Not yet.’ He managed. ‘We can head over there in a minute or two.’ She noticed the coach took a quick glance at her body, but not the normal reaction she craved. That gave her an idea. ‘Take your time. I still have to fix my schedule.’ ‘My mom doesn’t want me to see you.