Plain Jane clibmed on to the wall first and said that hse couldnt get down. I told her to lower her legs over my sideand I would help her down.She low...red her legs over and my hand went straight under her dress, inside her panties and started to finger fuck her already soaking pussy, as I helped her down.My girl had no fears and just jumped over the wall, I grabbed her for a long snog, whilst still fingering plain Jane.We moved on, and my girl said to me "If I let you fuck me, are you going to. I got up and he then removed my blouse and bra. I was top less now and he pushed my hand to his cock. It was around 6 inches long, thick and tight like a rod. He forced me to suck though I dislike it but done for his satisfaction. I sucked it hard for more than 10 minutes; meanwhile he was continuously fondling and squeezing my boob’s vigour sly. He then came on me. I was flat on my back and he was again kissing me hardly on my leaps, checks, ears, neck and finally took one of my boobs into his. Oh damn, I said to myself, not here, not now.I mean I had cheated on him and he had found out last night. I had dreaded school today. Though I suspected the usual male double standards, it was okay for him to cheat as a guy, but not me. I would be labelled a senior college slut by lunchtime. How could I keep my head up?I couldn’t scoot into the girl’s loo; it was farther along the corridor, behind an approaching Marcus, who thankfully hadn’t seen me yet. The only exit available, on my immediate. I bundled all my clothes into a few different machines, wondering how I had managed to take so much with me in just my car. I took off my dress and threw it into the final washing machine leaving me in just my white flowery panties the darkness of the basement. I didn’t own any bras as my breasts were young, perky and just big enough to fill one of my hands.I stood in silence listening to the drone of the washing machines that I had running. I stood and I waited, staring into what sat in the.