Out of the corner of my eye I could see his unflinching stare. That’s it Mr. Cramson, my tits are more interesting than my school work, aren’t th...y? I thought to myself. ‘Here you go,’ I said. I adjusted my bra just to be a terrible tease. I made sure to do so with extra jiggle. I was looking him in the eyes, but he wasn’t looking in mine. ‘Thank you,’ he replied… barely. I turned and walked back to my desk. It took a great deal of effort to not laugh. 
Everyone passed in their papers but he. She leaned back against the tank, pulling her sloppy digits out ever few strokes to rub her exposed bud. She caressed the folds of her pussy, adding to the tingling sensation inside her. A few minutes of finger fucking brought her perilously close to an orgasm. "I need to get fucked," she said out loud to no one. Then she had an idea. She'd lure Rick into a bedroom by sticking her pussy juice coated fingers right under his nose. Reluctantly Penny removed her fingers, stuffed her thong in her. Her ass was nicely rounded and firm and she went in in the middle. Of course, I already knew from her website what she looked like. It was why I had picked her in the first place, but there in person she was so much better. So much more alluring and sexually attractive and available. What a victim. Right off she went to a file and was set to show it on a table. I felt no need to wait for why I was there. I told her, 'I don't think there'll be any need for that.' . I mean I was still pretty pissed that she let me believe we might die, but I guess things worked out alright. “I mean, I don’t want you to hate me or think I’m some kind of freak.” she continued. “It’s cool.” I started. “I mean I was pretty pissed when I found out it was all a hoax. I mean, if it hadn’t been for the dude with the gun aimed at me, it could have been awesome! Though I don’t know how it would have started.” “How did you find out?” she asked quietly. I told her about me needing to.