I noted that she adjusted her black color handbag and covered her jacket by pulling the tail of saree up.“Are you going to get off?” I asked to co...firm.“Yes, next halt,” she said with a smile.“How can you go, rain is still there.”“No, I will have to wait somewhere till the rain stops. You know, Today, I forgot to bring an umbrella.”“Do you have to walk a long distance along the lane?”“Not so long,” she said shyly.“OK don’t worry I will drop you. I think we can manage with this umbrella.”“But it. She streaked and started to let go of her legs, but before she could, I brought it down on her pussy again while saying, “Don’t you dare turn loose of those legs slut!”As she watched, I used the spatula to spank her pussy until it was red and leaking her juices like a tap had been turned on. Then before she knew what was happening, I brought the now wet with her juice’s spatula down on her right nipple before quickly switching to the left nipple. She cried out with the first few hits, but that. I couldn’t help but notice that the principal also had a bulge in his trousers that wasn’t there before, his eyes hungry as they stared at the coquettish Kyleigh.“Not every teacher understands the needs of a young, nubile schoolgirl like Mr. Davies and I do,” growled Principal Atterbury, a husky quality to his voice. “You can’t just be a slut to any teacher you want.”“But...” Kyleigh shuddered, her hips squirming in a coquettish fashion. She wiggled from side to side, her skirt swaying, my dick. We were planning on doing some" -- she leaned in closer and grinned -- "swapping around, you know? Like maybe even some girl on girl? I can't take my baby sister there! Help me! Please?" I found myself looking down into Megan's ample cleavage. I stammered a bit, and tried to suggest that maybe... maybe Megan could hook up with me once as a fair trade... She laughed and jiggled her tits in my face. "Mmmm, I was thinking more like paying you eight bucks. Take her out to eat. Or to a movie. Make.