She was already reaching, clumsily and excitedly, for the disabled support rail. She put the full weight of her torso on it and looked down; still una...le to look at her reflection. Nothing was stopping me at this point and I wasted not one second, I had to be inside her. I rubbed her vulva with my now hypersensitive cock. I felt her shudder and her knees went a little weak (like mother, like daughter) then I pushed my cock inside her in one certain motion. Surprisingly, I took my time. Every. She did not scream or run but looked at him. After a moment of them both standing there she asked, "have you been watching me?" "Yes. Sorry," Peter responded shyly. "I was just walking in the woods and I came across you. I did not say anything as I did not want to frighten you." "Are you a pervert?" The girl asked staring at him intently. Peter blushed slightly and his eyes flicked down to her legs again that were still closed shielding her groin from sight. "No, I'm not," Peter finally. I heard him lock the door then walk quickly behind me.Before I reached the door to the store room he was again behind me groping my bottom and pulling at the button to my trousers.He opened the door to let me in and started to pull my shirt up over my body, this caused me to drop most of the books onto the floor.He pulled the button open on my trousers and shoved them to the floor.Bend over and pick up those books he demanded.I bent forward and felt him push my underpants to the floor.His. She had been assured that there waslittle or nothing about it to attract their attention, when thecyberpath receptionist/assistant to "Welder's father" had given it toher. The real "magic" would happen when she sent the files to theinnocuous address he had supplied. The assignments would end up in theright computers at the school with time stamps and electronic trailsproving that they had been done, sent, and received at appropriatetimes.Her half hearted request that he create the files while.