"Her tone was playful and I loved it when she talked dirty. "Better you in a school girl outfit then some actual slutty eighteen-year-old, and trust m... there are lots to choose from." I bet there are," she smirked playfully before kissing me hard. Breaking the kiss a minute later, she gave my stiff cock a firm squeeze through my pants and said with naughty promise, "I'll be back in five, Teach."I watched her leave, my mind envisioning all the things I wanted her to do in my schoolgirl fantasy.. “Just ignore them ... they are so sad” I urged her as we danced closely together. I loved the feel of her big bra-free breasts pressing onto my chest.“Yes ... you’re right” she agreed.Adding “They’re just jealous that I have this amazing handsome man on my arm”.And that was what set the stage for our encounter with the former bullies in the foyer of the hotel.Arm in arm we wandered from towards the lifts.I spotted a couple of those sad women off to the side of the foyer, chatting animatedly. Now ladies, take your cock and insert it, and may the best woman win!" I could feel the sweat rolling down my sides. My legs were starting to ache and tremble from supporting me on his dick. I knew that if I put my full weight down on him he'd cum easier. The sisters kept stroking me, driving me wild. I was so close to orgasm, but not there yet. My guy was biting his lower lip fiercely not to cum. I could feel him twitch now and again, releasing hot pre-cum in my unprotected pussy. Another. “Now, would you like to smell these panties I’m wearing right now? Right now while I’m wearing them?” She stepped a little closer. Her sexy feet were on either side of my things, her crotch only inches from my face. I tried to turn my head down to look at, to sniff, her crotch. But her fingers in my hair kept my face pointed higher. “Answer me, girl!”I don’t know why, but her calling me “girl” sent a chiill down my spine. Here I was, wearing her slip and panties and garter and stockings… my.