He smirked and didnt say anything. I wasnt sure what to say so I didnt say anything either. The teacher came in and class started. About half way into...the class, I felt a warm hand on my knee. I was wearing a dress that day. To my surprise i didnt move one inch. I wanted his hand to move up my silky thigh and rub my private part so bad. His caress made me weak at the knees. He moved his hand closer and closer and I was getting really hot. He finally reached my black lace panties and moved them. She was bent over lifting up the waste paper bin when a 20something year old squaddie strolled in he got a flash of her white frilly knickers as she was bent over and instantly was hard overcome with lust he quietly snuck up behind her and grabbed her with his hand going over her mouth to stop her screaming he pulled her by the hair telling her to shut the fuck up or he would really give her something to scream about he let go of her mouth still holding her by the hair and dragged her across. We also vowed to be supportive of each other if one of us actually did get the yearlong internship at the company. We wouldn't allow any jealousy to exist between us.When we were sure there wouldn't be anyone still around we left and I went home. I thought about it as I drove and came up with an idea I wanted to run by Rob. His car and the truck were both there but I didn't see Rob when I went in. I took a quick look into the backyard but didn't see him there either. I thought he might have. I lapped it all up. Then something broke « down there » and I felt myself squirting – something I never remembered doing. It was like pissing. I squirted all over her face which was pinned between my thighs. When it was over, I rolled off her and we sat up side by side facing each other. Angie’s blonde hair was wet and plastered to her forehead and face. My juices were still dripping from her chin down to her tits. My hair was also somewhat wet but mainly from sweat and I could feel her sticky.