She pushed her finger into her pussy and fucked herself in the stall, while listening to the woman screaming in pleasure.Samantha was fucking herself ...illy. Her pussy was making all kinds of juicy noises while she fingered herself hard and fast. Samantha flushed the toilet many times hoping that nobody would get the idea that she was fucking herself in the stall.After she made herself come, the butch girl was standing over by the mirror.“I can smell your pussy in this bathroom. How about you. Me: come we will do at my house. Then no one will see you. She laughed and we both went inside the room. I was living alone and the room was mess. I threw my bag as she removed hers and kissed her. Soon my tongue was inside her playing with hers. I opened her hair. We went to the bedroom. Me: remove this school uniform. She: why? Me: it can get dirty yaar. She: It won’t get as dirty as you. I smiled. Me: Call your mom and tell her you are with me. She won’t worry. She: she will be more worried. And pulled it out. Let it breathefree air. Admired it. Gasped at its size and girth.Locked eyes with Jeremy. Licked her glossed lips.Decided on the best course of action.Perhaps Cindy would stand up, say goodnight and headback to her room to watch the latest episode of "NYPDBlue." Perhaps not.The part of Tom that was still peeking out from Cindywas humiliated. On one's knees, in stockings, withpanties down, observing and stroking a man's rampantcock is not a very manly position. But Cindy. “Well don’t yourself up. Shit happens. He was already cheating on her and from what I’ve heard, he’s a prick. So it’s not like you broke up the perfect marriage,” Jack said. “I know dude, I still feel like shit though,” Lee replied. Then I came over to him and comforted him a little like a good sister. I hugged him and we sat together for a few minutes. We patiently waited for Karen to call us and tell us what happened exactly. But we were also worried something bad would happen as well. Scott.