But more than his hands in my panties I was worried that the teacher might stroll down and see me in this state. My skirt was bunched up, my legs were...exposed from the thighs down and the feet were wide apart.Anyway as expected Rajiv pulled my panty elastic, I wanted to slap him and push his hand away but somehow could not do it. My pussy was now visible. My head was down but through the corner of my eyes I could see that Rajiv friends sitting on either side of me were trying to sneak a peek.. ’ Then I kissed her on the cheek. ‘Well,’ I said. ‘That about does it.’ I handed her a paper towel to dry her hands. She thought I was talking about the clean up. ‘How do you feel?’ I asked. ‘Good,’ she said. ‘A little strange, but good.’ ‘What do you mean strange?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know. It’s hard to describe.’ ‘But, overall, you feel good?’ I asked. ‘Yeah.’ ‘Nothing extraordinary?’ She stopped in her tracks and looked at me. Then she walked out of the kitchen and headed toward the. Manhattan burned on the streets below.Similar blazes dotted the Brooklyn side of the river.Screams, car crashes, gunshots brayed for her attention. Her nipples hardened in the night breeze. She felt the first galvanic spark of release in her belly and nurtured it, leaping down the nerve endings of her thighs like water seeking its own level. Ride the plateau. Earn it.The access door creaked open.Fuck.A figure stepped out from beyond the shadows of the door in a performatively non-threatening. Not for the first time, i noticed the huge bulge in his tight jeans. i'd fantasized about what it looked like and how it would feel in my mouth and sissy pussy. i knew that i didn't want him to be my first though. He looked too big and i didn't think it would be good to try anything, he was married and a biker after all. I still fantasized about it when i was riding my favorite vibe though."I brought some of the homemade beer that i promised you last time." he said as he walked up. He walked.