She looked at Ally who was still staring upwards, and realized it wasn’t intentional, she was just rocking her foot while thinking.Ten minutes must�...�ve passed before she heard Ally say, “Bet it’s the humiliation.” She had a calm grin on her face while she said it.“Wha—” Liz shook her head, “No, of course not.”“Yeah it totally is.” Ally chuckled as she pulled her foot from Liz’s hand and bumped her head while she drew the one resting on the backrest. She scotched closer to her and sat Indian. The cry and pleasured giggle she gave out made him to get to his feet and walk around the desk. “Ohh,” he said, quietly, realisation dawning on him with a smile. Lily squirmed, impatiently, and I smacked her sore arse with an open hand, causing her to squeal. Her body twitched and every smack wet her pussy a little more. I ran my hand down the inside of her thigh, feeling the dampness to her skin. I gestured to the principal and he stroked her other thigh, causing her to sigh happily and moan. The day was hot and humid, and she was soon sweating despite her bare legs and feet and her nearly open blouse. She pouted, thinking about how she wasn't allowed to wear a bikini halter in the summer like a lot of the other girls from school. She felt like ripping off her blouse and riding topless. She imagined herself peeling off her shorts and riding bottomless too, riding stark naked, her wet cunt slipping against the bicycle seat, her tits bouncing and free. If some farmer came along in his. On the other hand, I felt embarrassed about having sex with an old woman and thought about how other people including my friends would view. Those doubts only lasted until I was horny again and I would masturbate reliving the experience.The following week my birthday was coming up and I fantasized about asking Helen for a “birthday gift”. I never mustered the courage.On my birthday I received many gifts. I was going through the gift cards when I saw one bigger envelope that said “please only.