His cock sliding deep into Bridget’s tight wet pussy felt amazing. She was responding by thrusting herself down on him. It had been a while since sh... was that excited. He could hear her cries getting sharper and sharper as he slid in and out of her. He was close himself when he felt her pussy start to spasm. He pounded into her harder, wanting to cum at the same time. He felt Bridget peak and then she cried out louder than before. ‘Oh, Siannnnnn!’ ‘Oh, fuck,’ he thought. That was the last straw. "I am sending Gillian home from school." Why?" Because she has come to school in high heels, fishnet stockings and aleather miniskirt."I explained that I was as shocked as the headmistress and had always toldGillian how I expected her to dress when she went to school and just whatthat entailed.The headmistress expressed surprise and told me ,"Ah, I see. Girls ofthis school year are allowed to wear miniskirts, just not leatherminiskirts. Gillian, of course, knows this and normally wears a. ”“Plan C worked,” I told Megan. “I love you!”Then Megan and I were both laughing, but not for long, because then we were kissing as I was laying on my back with Megan laying on top of me.The apron was tied in the back and I quickly untied it, before rolling Megan over onto her back. As soon as Megan’s naked backside encountered the cold tile floor she shrieked, then we were both laughing again.I finally stood up, then helped Megan get up before scooping her up into my arms and carrying her to. More than anything John just wanted to see what her body looked like under all that winter clothing. John’s ridiculous fantasies started to revolve around a knock on his chalet door and young Camille standing before him in a tiny short robe asking to borrow a cup of sugar. In John’s mind this scene would devolve rather quickly into his seamless seduction of the naïve young lady as he introduced her mouth, her pussy and her bum to his extremely hard and excited eight-inch cock. Yes, I know, men.