I wanted to get into her pants so badly, but, at the same time, wanted to play it safe too, to avoid any mess.Next day onwards our classes started. We...formally met once again and found those butt-cheeks hiding behind her kurti. She wore a black legging and a yellow “W for women” (I saw the tag). I sat right behind her to get a clear view of her curves, which were at the right places and of the right contours. Most of the lectures I would spend staring at her. She had a cute face but her figure. “Somebody should really take care of this for you,” I said“Huh?!?” he said. There was panic in his eyes.I smiled. I picked up his cock and tossed it from one hand to another. It weighed so much my little arms could barely lift it.“Don’t worry sugar. This swimming hole has a slut on duty.”My last words trailed off as I knelt between his legs and grabbed his magnificent cock with my dainty hand and put my hot mouth on it. I started bobbing my head up and down on this glorious beast, moaning as I. Accusations are unlocked! Enough clues are in play that someone could theoretically get the killer's identity and motive correct, but of course it's not easy. The reader to correctly identify both the correct killer and the correct motive will get a bespoke story by me based on his/her specific request. (Provided that the kinks requested are doable.) That story will include the same number of chapters as the number of pledges left alive when the correct accusation is made. So if there are 5. Her chest heaves as she moves her hands back up to play with her sensitive nipples some more.Once she has calmed down a bit, Jessica gets out of bed and plugs something into the wall. Then she goes to her drawer and pulls out one of her favorite toys. Her magic wand. She then sits back on the bed with her back against her pillows.Jessica uncrosses her legs and rubs the wand along her slit, getting it wet. Her moans fill the room again as she switches the wand on. She presses it against her hard.