Cathy had gotten into a tiff with three senior girls in the cafeteria and would have come to blows if the teacher monitoring lunch hadn't stepped in. ...he girls were all on edge and Cathy didn't help matters with her parting shot to them, ' Aw, I could take all of you on with my hands tied behind my back."That was on Tuesday. By the end of the week Cathy had totally forgotten her flippant boast and was taken aback when she was stopped by those same three girls in the school hallway. It was. Still rubbing between my legs and feeling my wetness you pull my skirt up over my thighs and up over my cheeks. You slid my thong to one side and starting from the top, sliding a finger down until you found my hole and slowly pushed your finger deep inside, slowly moving it in and out and then another finger. I sighed at the feeling, the excitement was building. I wanted your cock but as I went to unzip you, you pulled me forward, grabbing a handful of hair and pushing me. Keep rubbing on that little button just like I showed you” panted Mrs Patel as I felt her grinding her hips forward to meet the girl’s probing fingers. “Yes, yes, squeeze that naughty little nub. Now see how many fingers you can get inside. Oh yes, that’s it, push them all inside me just like that. Don’t stop, don’t stop, oh yes baby yes!”Whilst satisfying Aunty’s needs, Sikta eased back a bit and then, to my pleasant surprise, continued bobbing her head up and down on my little prick. Before. “Let’s try that again.” She pulls me in and our lips meet. This time, I can fully taste them—they taste like strawberries. My heart beats like hummingbird wings as she leans over me, and I can’t believe it’s really happening.“This won’t change anything, will it?” I say in between kisses. “I don’t want things to be weird.”“I won’t let things get weird if you don’t.” She pulls my head toward hers, and I moan into her lips.Bianca and I are comfortable with each other—we’ve chatted about our kinks.