And then she found my core, my treasure. And my treacherous cunt immediately gave my secret away. I could already detect the moisture leaking down my ...highs.For a while she was content to stroke back and forth along my lips, ignoring both my yearning cavern and my clit. And then … the first touch on my waiting clit. I couldn’t help the groan that escaped nor the shiver that went through me. These signs seemed to please her as her fingers once more traced the length of my lips and made a first. Like a figure in a dream, I stumbled stupidly forward into the bedroom. She was still lying completely motionless beneath the coverlet. I stepped toward the bed as if in a daze. It was then I noticed an open drawer in a dresser that I hadn’t been able to see from the doorway. In the drawer was an assortment of sex toys including various dildos, handcuffs, a small supple looking whip, a blindfold, and some other items I didn’t recognize. That open drawer spoke volumes. Emboldened by this. Most of my other classes were the routine stuff. I learned without applying any effort, which was NOT a good thing. It fostered bad study habits which I later came to regret. Oh, I could remember everything I ever heard or read, but integrating it into a useful whole was not that easy. Eventually, I learned how, but it was a struggle at times.This was also the time when I learned about the heinous crime of blackmail. This adventure came about through my pursuit of bullies. I was walking around. I lifted my head up to watch her light bush come into view and could see the dampness of her juices on the material as the panties parted from her red pussy lips. I slid the lacy panties down her legs slowly and teasingly as I followed them with my face, just grazing the surface of her pubic hair with my nose and inhaling the sharp, musky smell of her inflamed pussy. I continued to follow the knickers down until my face was level with her red stiletto shoes, I worked the panties over her feet.