Not that I’d been doing much since Opens. There hadn’t been time. I wasn’t getting enough physical exercise and I was ready to explode. I parked...and walked toward the athletic pavilion, not even thinking that SCU was already out on winter break.That’s when I also realized exactly where I was. Straight ahead of me was the vast mural of Tent City on the wall of the AP. The school had installed lights so that the mural was always lit. It stood there, a silent testimony to what had. Soon both her cheeks had a uniform scarlet glow. With a final ten hard swats to the tender underside of her cheeks, I stopped the spanking.Slowly, her muffled sobs quieted and she turned her head to the side. Her face was streaked with tears as she cried softly. I rubbed her burning bottom gently, letting my hand move down between her legs. She spread her thighs, raising her hips as she continued to sniffle. Then I went for broke. I moved my hand further down into her wet, hot pussy. I had. I was only wearing loose fitting shorts since I planned on showering later. She stood up and moved so she could sit on my chest and leaned forward pulling the shorts tight. Which caused her to moan slightly while she slipped a hand under the waist band of my own. With a light touch she wrapped her hand around my hardening cock and pulled it free from my shorts. I could feel her breath on the head as she gave it a few slow and light strokes. “Watching you work out always puts me in the. This incestuous rush shot through me. My cock throbbed between us. The heat swelled in my panties. A line of cum ran down my cheek and reached our mouths. The salty flavor seasoned the kiss as our lips began to move.It was gentle at first. Our kiss. With every beat of my pounding heart, it grew in intensity. I closed my eyes, my mouth melting against hers. She squirmed beneath me, wiggling, her body so lithe and naughty, making me feel so wicked. I was a kinky girl—a kinky futanari—for kissing.