Jasmine and Tim had broken up over social media for all to see, so Tommy knew they had some issues to work out between them.“So, I'm guessing sexier...underwear? But not slutty, you know?" Tommy said, in his guesstimating voice.“Hmm. You're good, Tommy. Did you ever think of sales?" Jasmine said.“Why, thank you for the compliment. Follow me.”Tommy had looked at her buxom breasts enough times to point her out to the bra section with her size.“The panties section are right next to the bras... Of. As two fingers slowly penetrated her, I softly bit her nipple. Just to feel its hardness. And also, possibly to show her who was in charge, should she had forgotten. I looked up at her. Her eyes were closed, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips. “There is still 51 minutes left of your first lesson...And there will be no breaks...”“i...understand, sir”I looked up at her. She quickly looked straight out in the air. Or possibly at my living-room that needed a good cleaning. “And then there. Sure enough the third prefect soon came in. His nickname was “Hosepipe” and I soon got to realise why! He made me sit on my chair while he lay on the bed. “Wank me off” he said, revealing his huge member. I had to use both hands and even then only covered half of it. My prick was hard and I wanted to touch it but he made me keep both my hands on his monster. I shyly asked him to touch me but he wouldn’t, just urging me to wank him harder. It went on for ages and my arms were aching from the. M., Makayla was driving her car from the main campus of her school to the off-campus apartments down the street where other students live. This was where her boyfriend Jamal lived. She had thoughts in her mind of a romantic evening with him, hoping it would take her mind off of her suspicions; their relationship had recently become rocky when she noticed Jamal acting a bit shady. She started to suspect that he may have been cheating on her, but didn’t want to believe it. Shaking it from her.