The class flashed by in what seemed like seconds. I kept sniffing my finger when ever Miss Brodie looked at me and I could see her flush with exciteme...t. She knew full well I was smelling her scent that still lingered on my finger. I was more entranced by Miss Brodie's movements then ever before. Twice she purposely dropped her chalk in front of me and bent over ass first to thrill me. The dirty little slut. I was absolutely certain that I could just make out a tiny little wet spot right in the. “Those in opposition, please say ‘No,’” the leader called after a few moments with no additional votes.“Abstentions?” The Chair’s eyebrows wrinkled with puzzled curiosity while three hands from the three members rose into the air to a chorus of, “I abstain.”“Um, the vote being one in support, none in opposition, and three members in abstention, the ruling of your commander, is affirmed.” Sheila shook her head and brought the gavel down with a crash as she muttered under her breath, “That was. He could feel her pussy pulsating on his cock and waited until it subsided. ‘Feel good baby?’ he whispered in her ear. ‘Oh God Jason. What you do to me,’ she said barely able to speak. ‘It’s what I’m going to do to you,’ Jason grunted and began again. He started to pump her this time fast and furiously. He pushed, jabbed, and plunged into her pussy and was drenched with her hot wet cum juices. He bit his lower lip and slammed her against the wall and began to pump her again until the cum that. She smelled so good that I fumbled for a moment and simply said thank you. She was wearing a cat costume. Not the kind of super slut cat costume I was used to seeing, but a full body suit with a tail and a hood with ears and whiskers. Not very sexy at all, but still very cute looking. “Do you have anything here besides beer?” she replied. I apologized and said no. She asked me if I would help her bring up some wine from her apartment and I agreed. I followed her down stairs and in to her.