Dressed up so nicely. A guy from behind Danni lifted her short skirt. Her cock was well above the waste band of her thong. I'd guess at least 7”. Th... guys were whispering in Danni's ear. Danni was smiling.Danni bent over to undo the straps of her shoes. One moved in and was dry humping her ass. Danni was grinding back. They pulled her top open, a few buttons popped off. The other unzipped her skirt pulling it up so her skirt was around her waist exposing that big cock.They headed to one of the. Deciding not to miss a beat and wanting that extra touch; I topped off my outfit by wearing a pair of black thigh-high stockings and my black leather Mary Jane platforms. I thought it was pretty cute when he recomposed himself, acting as if nothing had happened so I playfully asked, “What’s the matter?” as I did a little pirouette for him so that he could get the full effect of the outfit I had worn especially for our date.Before I could even ask if he liked what he saw, Harry scooped me up in. "Whether she is distracting you or not, I only keep hearing your voice, so I'm moving you down to the front of the class, right in front of my desk. Now!" She firmly says. Getting up, I gather my books and make my way down to the isolated table at the front of the desk. I don't mind being at the front because I enjoy the look of Ms. Harrison on a daily basis. She is medium height, with gorgeous legs, ans I'd just love to rub my pussy against her. The skirt that she is wearing must be new. It was still dark. It was in the early hours of a Gotham night, a diffuse glow from the city lights dimming the stars shining brightly from a moonless sky. Only the bright orange glare of Mars seemed to really pierce the haze, directly above her. Mars, the Roman god of war, was it an omen?! Was that why she’d come to the lion’s den? Or, in this case, Catwoman’s lair! She shook her head in confusion. That was the problem. She really didn’t know why she was here at all! Her head had been.