His hands would slide over my ass cheeks, spreading them before going to my hips, his dark hands against my skin made such a sexy and taboo looking co...trast. The sexy boy would lower my down onto his lap, aiming his cock the whole time by moving my body, until that cock is pressed against his ass, sliding it across and letting those ass cheeks of mine rub his shaft. I would listen to him spit a few times on his cock, leaning over to grab a bottle of lube I always leave on the couch side table. “Perhaps bondage next” whispered Adil across the breakfast table “I’m sure we can find some rope - remember I’ve been watching your video favourites, sis”.At SchoolThe headmistress was concerned that Iqra and Ayesha were missing from the special Muslim Sex Ed class after the last lesson of the day: “does anyone know where they are?”One or two girls sniggered, looking at their phones: “um sorry Miss - they may be having a private class of their own… in the gym”.Earlier that day, in maths, a. .." I hesitated - massaging her beautiful asswas one thing, but did I really want to touch her sweaty balls? Shemoved her hips in small circles, moving up and down as well, and Istared, hypnotized, her glistening ass so enticing...I stuck my head between her legs and put my mouth and nose up againsther balls. Yes, sweaty and musty, and I couldn't help but stick mytongue out and lick. Soft and yielding, I took one of her big balls inmouth and gently sucked as I played with the other one with my. When I get back I'll go inside to the hallway to change my loafers. When I got back, I noticed my loafers are back. Hmmm. Interesting.I went back out and talked to some of the other guys. One of them mentioned their shoes had been disappearing and reappearing. So we decided we gang up on whoever it was. We would set a trap.That evening I went and took my loafers off and put them by my door. I sat right inside my door. A lot of the other guys did the same. It wasn't long. The hallway speaker.