As they circled the ice, he watched his former teammates staring him upand down as he had absolutely nowhere to hide. He could feel the cold onhis leg... and weird sensations between his legs as he skated."This is better than any hat trick I ever scored," said Jonathan, nowslipping his fingers between his. "You really do skate well. You glide.It's obvious you really are a great skater." Thanks," said Albert, rolling his eyes. "Why is that team still here?" Look, they're leaving now," said. The bedroom and the bed, her in the middle in white lingerie, a babydoll with suspenders and stockings. You could barely hear him say something… she started rubbing herself seductively. Chest, breasts, belly, pussy. Then she started taking the top off… now she was rubbing her bare breasts. Kneading them like I had always wanted to. Pinching the nipples and twisting, just a little bit. Her moaning was clear and sexy.~~~I am imagining I am there, in the scene. Now she takes off the stockings.. You can rewrite your coursework.''Ok, thanks sir.' I said as he passed me my coursework which was a grade B so why he wanted me to rewrite it, i had no idea. But i did it anyway. He was sat over at his desk, drinking his coffee and chewing his pen as he marked essays, he had the most perfect of smiles. I looked up at the clock and realised it was 4:50pm, i'd been staring at him for 20 minutes, better start looking at this work, at least he hadn't noticed me. A short 10 minutes later and a. She was taking her time, milking it. The building seemed to be shaking with our deception - Karissa's and mine. I could almost feel her coming to a climax, see her cumming on Maxwell's dick.Then, everything stopped. I heard a door close in the hall, then another door slammed. Jean was shouting. Tabb and I looked up. He was slouched over me, my breasts pressed to the table, but I could see it all. "Don't stop," I said frantically. "Don't."But Tabb had already seen.It was Maxwell. He was standing.