‘I was naked on the table. My saree on the floor and my blouse unbuttoned while the vice-principal was licking my naked pussy. This was the second s...ssion I was having. He already fucked me once on this very table, rested for a while.He was gentleman enough to ask me for water, then started again. I came here for my son’s admission and was ready to sleep with the vice-principal for that. After the death of my husband, he was the only family I had in this city. Some people showed sympathy but. Then I had a thought. “Wait, even Rolan?”She scowled and shrugged. “Not sure. No one talks to him. Wouldn’t be surprised, though.”I sighed, hoping it wouldn’t occur to him to share that information with the Chantry. Yeah, right. And yet, despite disliking him, I couldn’t help but feel just a little sorry for him – brainwashed and then abandoned to die by the Chantry, recruited to an Order he was probably told was evil, forced to essentially accept blood magic to Join, and then hated by all of. Mrs. Asis was a riper version of Pita.“She left the door open,” muttered Pita. She darted to it and closed it. “Can you believe her?”“Yeah,” I said. “So rude.”“Right?”She flounced back to the desk and then glanced at the glasses. “Thirsty.”I nodded.She poured us each a glass and we sipped our tea. Neither of us mentioned how close we came to the blowjob. I knew I was a little skittish from our near miss. If Mrs. Asis had caught us... I shivered, knowing she would be furious. Pita wasn't allowed. Whining internally I pull it back out and focus on my clit. I begin drawing lazy circles around it, silently enjoying the light waves of pleasure it causes. I need more intensity, and I cannot hold myself back. I press harder and gasp in shock, it surprises me every time as the pleasure overfills me. Closing the laptop I lay flat on my back and close my eyes.I imagine every scene of the story repeatedly as I slide my other hand down my body. Filling my tight virginal pussy with just one finger..