The light was a little dim, but he thought he looked differentsomehow."We're back," Clarice, said coming back through the curtain. She wasfollowed by ...even girls, each of them dressed in lingerie showing offtheir unique attributes. Dave thought there was quite a variety, why arethere so many gorgeous women around here, anyway? "So, choose who you would like, you can choose all of them of you thinkyou can handle it... hey, what's wrong?" Clarice said with some alarm."Nothing's wrong, why do you. I didn’t know how to stop the bus stating this reason. So I myself controlled to the extent possible. I wore churidhar that time. I could not control after some time and shit has come outside and my panty was filled with shit. But my grandma was fast asleep. After few minutes, the bus was stopped for a small break. Then I run to the toilet and I throw my panty there itself and I cleaned my ass which was full of shit. I also took off my churidhar outside and cleaned with water. While putting. I reach down, my cock hard as nails and dripping pre-cum, I rub it over her still quivering hole. Sucking an entire breast into my mouth, I thrust in. Hot. Wet. Accepting. She fits me like a sheath to a sword. Tight but smooth, she’s well lubricated. There is no pretense in her now. She’s as hungry as I for the a****listic release we both desire. Slow and deep I push all of me that I can fit into her tight pussy. I bump up against her cervix and she bucks back into me. Meeting each. We were there a little early, we were both a little curious about our classes and teachers. Our old principle had retired and we all knew who the new principle would be but we wanted to see who the new teacher would be and who would be in there class.As I walked through the front door of the school I saw four teachers walking down the hall toward me. I knew three of them right off. The fourth teacher was the one that stood out. The other three were typical, plain dresses, no make, hair.