“Your hall pass?” Mr Anderson said gruffly. Lindsay looked nervous, more nervous than she normally did when she frequented his office. “It’s d...sappointing to see you in here again, Miss Stevens.” He spoke as she leaned over the desk and passed him the note from the teacher who sent her to him. As she did so he was treated to a tempting view of her breasts sitting in her red lacy bra. “What is it this time? Late for class? Incorrect uniform? I can see your skirt is too short, your shoes are. He had to keep reminding her, probably more often as she got bigger. Betty had tried to tell him, but until that moment, he had been either too dense or too busy to really catch on.With her skirt back in place, Julie settled into the seat and let the back recline so she could rest. Thinking quickly, Glen said, "Damn! Is that all the more comfortable you're going to get?" What? You expect me to put on a show for all the truckers?" Sure, as long as I get a front-row seat. Poor guys need something. She kept screaming Oh Yeah! Oh yeah! Yesssssss! He then grabbed her ass and stood straight while fucking. She held on to his neck with her hands and onto his dick with her pussy.He fucked her while standing, grabbing her ass for 5 minutes. Her pussy kept making sounds of pounding and slurping. He then got tired and put her back on the bed and resumed fucking her in missionary, rubbing his bare body over her naked boobs and belly. He was about to cum so he took his dick out and put it in her. " Yeah," she sighed. "As if having a bath will tempt the flesh. I swear that Saturday confessions are nothing but girls confessing to adultery. There's not much else they can do in this prison that could be considered a sin." Adultery?" I asked. "How's that possible?" Are you sure you're really a Catholic?" Wendy asked."Kind of lapsed," I said hoping that would avoid further questions."Well, you won't stay lapsed here," said Wendy. "First period is religion, confession every Saturday and Mass.