. and the nipples were pointing towards me.. I was pinned there itself..Seeing me she came forward and stood behind the door showing just her face.. I...was so confused and with out saying a word went upstairs.. But my heart was pumping.. and my manhood started raising.. I thought for a sometime and went down again.. made up my mind to give it a try.. Ran to the medical store in the street and got a packet of moods condomn..Luckily while coming back it started raining as well.. usually days were. Her knuckle brushed off my balls, inside the small tight panties. Slowly she traced the lower outline of my encased testicles. With her other hand she pulled her jacket off, dropping it to the floor, standing in only her school dress code, white blouse and dark mid length skirt. Looking down, her top few buttons were undone and I could see the slight outline of her tiny cleavage, in her white lace bra. Her hand had found the other side of my panties, and she was now following the outline of my. She turned. "Take off my bottoms." she said. I obeyed, crouching to pull the scant blue material to her ankles. She stepped out of them and bent forward, her arms leaning on the bench, her legs spread. "Lick it." she whispered. I did. The warm, wetness of her pussy tasted amazing. I slid a finger inside as I slurped at her pussy and flicked my tongue over her arse hole. Her juices were dripping, and I stood, planted to the head of my cock at her entrance and paused. "Yes," she whispered, "do. Instead, she held back, and observed the same ritual unfolding before her eyes over and over across the room, as dozens of pairs of men and women, driven by irresistible instinct, stimulated each other's bodies into an arousal that would ultimately result in mating. She was struck by the absurdity of it all, by the lengths they would go to to convince themselves that they weren't just carrying out their bodies' programming to reproduce, knowing full well the entire time that later that night.