I knew I couldn’t very well walk up to you and kiss you in front of a library full of people, but that didn’t stop me from desperately wanting to....Instead, I picked up my phone and sent you a text message, knowing you couldn’t see me from where you were standing. "You look really good in that shirt. It’d look better on my floor, though" I wrote, biting my bottom lip to keep from giggling. Almost instantly my phone lit up. "Where are you?" I saw you looking across the room, your eyes searching. "Please remove your shirt for me."She watched him slowly pull his tee shirt off over his head revealing an extremely well chiselled chest. He certainly looked healthy from the front, she thought. She turned him around and had him touch his toes. Katherine felt a chill run up her spine as she ran her hand down his muscled back and over his spine."Please remove your underwear," she told him. Katherine sat in her examination chair and watched as he slid his underwear off. His ass cheeks were as. She yelled for me to stop. She said it was toolate, he was locked into her. She had her hand underneath rubbing her clit furiously.She was going for another. Right when she startedcumming Rambo jumped off her and was ass to ass andstill locked with her. She went wild as she came. Shewas moaning all kinds of things. She said she neverimagined it could be this good and he was so big andfilled her up.When he finally pulled out she came out from betweenthe bushes and started to apologize. She said. He explained his class was in a classroom in the library and that there was an area there the students called The Pit. He said all the students went there for break time to have a snack or just chat with friends. He didn't know anybody in his class; so, during break he sat in a corner of The Pit with a bran muffin and an apple juice and just watched the students mingle. He had immediately noticed that a lot of the students had strong French accents. A classmate joined him near the end of break.