By now hours had gone by and every one was looking exhausted. The men got themselves some beers while Karen recovered on the bed . She had cleaned her...elf up and was drinking a glass of wine. I had never seen her looking so happy. I must admit I was now getting a bit jealous that she was having so much fun without me. Steve went over to talk to her for a minute and she was laughing and nodding in agreement. Ok lads, one last fuck ,then its time to go! Karen said as walked over to where they. You see I am a prefect which means it is my job as a lead student to drop my life after school and help them, (not really but that is how I saw it). “Yes sir”. I replied quiet nonchalantly I didn’t really mind with sir he was the youngest in our school (24) and quiet cool, he would let us have our music out in class and in free time play you tube on the interactive white board. In addition, to be honest I had a little crush on him, but I am the kind of person not to show my feelings, he had. Many of the men were already there with their gear. I got there just as the customs agent was setting up a table to stamp the passports of the men and ladies.It did not take long to stamp the seventy five passports but the 200 was going to be a mess. The 747 was 15 minutes out when I finished.The fifteen minutes gave me time to hunt down my gear. Andy had taken all my gear along with all the girls’ gear to have the Velcro sown on the upper arm. Andy said since we all were in the field or had. Gaining confidence, he moved his fingers around Vicky’s bottom, running down the cleft covered by her skirt. With the other hand he stroked a thumb across her breast, seeking the nipple, but missing it and coming back for a second pass. Vicky quickly popped the top three buttons of her blouse and then, momentarily losing contact with the bulge in Bob’s trousers, she unfastened the front clasp of her bra, which fell away on the side that Bob wasn’t holding. Whimpering small cries of.