There are some things we need for crafts, and we need some saddle soap and some more ping pong balls ... things like that. I think it’s you guys’ ...urn to make the run, isn’t it?”Judy smiled up at the director. “Probably,” she agreed. “I’ll find Brad and we’ll get it taken care of during morning free time. Can you cover for us while we’re gone? I’m at crafts, this morning, and I think Brad is helping out at the pool.”“Already have it covered,” said the director. He thanked Judy, and went back to. "Let it out Blu. I don't care if the whole damn school hears, as long as I hear it. Ok?"I nodded quickly, begging her to return to my breasts. She got the hint, going back down to play with my tits."Ooohh," I moaned, my mouth hanging open to pant.She quickly stood up, making me look up at her, confused. She smiled, then kissed me. My boobs pressed against her's, her hands feeling me up and down and tracing the curves of my body. Her hand stopped at my waist, then slipped into the back of my. The reduced size of my bladder caused me to feel painfully full and desperate for relief but unable to dash for the loo. I finally reached the bathroom and frantically lowered the front flap of my corset. After some fiddling with the strange Lycra sheath I finally managed to release my bursting cock. I glanced around to see that no body was looking and let go with a deep sigh of relief.A sudden torrent of water splashed noisily onto the bathroom floor and saturated my legs and feet. I stared. Soon I had my legs up in the air as wide apart as Icould get them while he raked his tongue across my openpussy lips. I could not believe I was exposing myselflike this to a man who wasn’t my husband. Very quicklyI had a shuddering orgasm and groaned loudly.We began kissing frantically after that and he pulledmy top and skirt off, leaving me clad in only my blackhose. I helped him out of his clothes and took my turnkneeling in front of him. His cock tasted so good and Iknew I was driving.