History class was at the far end of the building. Quickening her pace, Betty turned the corner, stopping short by a large green metal door that led to...the boiler room. There were Hank and Gino, leaning against the fire alarm pole. Betty felt frozen, unable to move. She blushed furiously, knowing these two knew what she had done the night before."Late to class? Too bad," Gino said mockingly, shaking his head from side to side."Yeah, means we're gonna have to turn you in. Too bad." You're not. " I swore out loud as I tried to work out what was the best way to walk back to the holiday homes where I was staying with my parents. Cursing myself for agreeing to take a free family holiday as I should have known better at 19 years of age to even remotely think that it might have been fun. The only thing that was a bit of a laugh was the local lads who hung about the camp hoping to get off with the female holiday makers. I had let a few have a fumble and a feel but no way was I going any. Finally, after a sweet dessert whose name I would never be able to pronounce, I left. It was exactly 7:30. My driver pulled up as I stepped outside. I reached for the door handle, but somehow he was able to race around the long stretch limo before I could do so and open the door for me.“You had best put your costume on in the car,” he said in a very clipped, almost English voice as I slid into the back seat.My carry-on was on the rear-facing seat and there was plenty of room for me to slip the. As I enter two fingers inside me slipping in and out, juices come with it. My fingers covered in cum as I place them in my mouth how tasty. My other hand rubbing my clit slowly, as I reveal my bud how beautiful it looks, faster and faster I go the build of lust builds stronger. I only rub my clit I go faster rubbing and sliding. More and more the juices flow out. "oh god" I must be quiet for my roommates might hear me. I stop as I hear footsteps walk by. After a few moments I start again.