A few days ago, I watched her as she took control of the assistant dean and put him through his paces so to speak. I have never been at the mercy of a...woman, but I admit I was turned on when she had him over her knee and was spanking him. I wanted to stay and watch, but time was short. I asked the dorm mother what she wanted me to do. When she told me to put my hands above my head, I felt my cock start to get hard. She noticed it, too. "Oh, the thought intrigues you, does it?" she asked as a. She fell back, giggling. I kissed her on the mouth and started to work my way down. “Don’t stop,” she gasped. “I know you were awkward with girls before, but you have nothing to worry about now. You are a hell of a kisser. You are VERY good.” By this time I was at the top of her jeans. I unbuttoned them and unzipped them then began sliding them off. I was surprised that I didn’t cum right then and there. After all, I had fantasized about seeing this pussy for four years, and it was. Afterall, I had my skirt and blouse on, so its not as if I was wearing something totally different. I knew deep down, he meant I should not be wearing a black bra under my school shirt or have my skirt way above my knee, but I was also aware he would never directly say this. I must have made it so difficult for him. It was also other little things I enjoyed doing too, such as raising my arms up in the air to make out I was stretching, so my black bra would show more through my blouse and also. Milly was wet and her sweet tasting juices were filling my mouth as her mother teased her arsehole with her finger and with my cock bursting out the side of my shorts I was ready to take this to the next level.I pulled Milly back toward me as I sat back on the sofa and with Rachels help with her balance I pulled her down onto my lap and Milly’s hand reached down between her legs grabbing my shaft and easing it into place as I felt the warmth and wetness of her teenage cunt which was nicely.