I could feel such a warm wetnessthere and where some of my knickers nestled against. I did not care.She was spanking me harder now but as she did I wr...ggled my bottom andpressed my pelvis up hard against her tight skirt and sheen stockingclad knees as much as my restrained body would allow. I no longer madesounds defining the pain I was feeling but ones which were mixed withpleasure. I was aware too of murmurs and whispers spreading throughoutthe class. Miss Leatherswell demanded silence but. Pinching my clit in time to the strokes, I became aware of two faces watching. I wanted to come with them watching; the thought of sharing the most private parts of myself caused a deep, mounting pulse of pleasure.The leering faces blurred and then disappeared as my eyelids fluttered closed; I wanted them to see me come… and then I let go of all thoughts as the cleansing peak of my orgasm made my body tense. I screamed my pleasure into the night, not caring who might hear, and I felt him coming. She wiggles her hips and the tight hem of the skirt hikes up another inch revealing more of the lace fishnet stockings pouring down from her thighs to her toes. A dainty pair of three-inch heels just seems like overkill at this point. She’s a tempting weapon of seduction.After a rough drag of her fingers through her jet black hair and a swash of gloss on her lips, she hits a pose in the mirror. She wears the look of scandal like a second skin.“Good.”For a “quirky, hipster nerd” she’s. After realizing what actually happened I was shocked to see her with leather black bra n panties. Tanuja wanted to role play the session.It was my life’s first and I was excited. She had a worn a dark red lipstick with open hair and readily seen her sexy in shape boobs. She was smelling awesome. I held her face forcefully and started kissing her all over, soon she came to senses and asked me to do what she says. She wanted me to just enjoy whatever she wanted did. She slowly undressed me.