Sandra watched the Principle’s hands, afraid now to look into his eyes. After a few moments of caressing his new student’s body, Principle Lazlow...moves his fingers lower. With a pop and ziip, he opened her pants, exposing a blue pair of panties. ‘Be a good girl and lift your hips.’ He instructed as he took hold of her pants. His intention was clear, he was going to pull them down. Sandra wondered desperately what she should do. How could she lift her hips, and allow this man, this stranger to. Everywhere he touched, warmth spread though me. Turning me on more with each touch, making me more wet, making me want him even more. As if he had heard me, one of his hands trailed from breast and down my stomach before slipping between my closed thighs and parting them. Exposing my warm, wet pussy. His fingers traveled up and down, rubbing against my lips and clit but leaving me hungry for more. Suddenly, his wet thumb pressed down on my clit, making my body jerk with a burst of pleasure that. She rang the reception and inquired how to find the Food Hall and then asked on what floor the hotel opened out onto the mall and was told the Atrium. She was told there was a map of the mall on her room desk.“Excuse me, miss,” Grace was about to put the receiver down.“Yes?”“In view of your request when you checked in that suggested you might be in trouble, a man asked us if I would confirm you were staying here and for how long? He said he was your husband and you both had had a row.”“And you. Its okay. I think this is going to be fun. (_)(_)(_) The small North Carolina was quiet as Alan lounged on his back porch that night. The long chair he was laying back in was so comfortable. The moment Brianna walked out, a smile spread across his face. She had changed into a long blue t-shirt. He wasnt sure if she had even bothered to wear panties. Why are you out here? she asked. I wanted to get some fresh air. She curled up in his lap, and he wrapped his arms around her. I missed you, Alan..