"Oh... ohhh... that feels very nice, I like it, I really like that. Do it some more." I worked eagerly at her snatch, feeling her pussy getting wetter...and wetter as I manipulated her hole. Then I moistened the thumb of my free hand in her damp snatch and popped it in to her tight pink arse. For a moment, Amanda's mouth broke contact with my pussy, as this fairly new sensation caught her by surprise. Apart from what I'd done with her less than half an hour ago in the bathroom, I'm sure that this. But you might … well, maybe ‘entice’ is the proper word after all? Anyway, if you’re not made of stone, thirty pairs of hands feeling your tits are bound to exert some sort of influence.At a certain point a tall guy came over. He wasn’t in my class, but I knew him by name. He was Allan, the head prefect.So, you are the new one! How are you doing, bitch? Oops, did I say bitch? That’s not allowed! We are required to address the teachers in a respectful manner, even under circumstances such as. "You didn't have to do that, but glad you did though, I was bored to tears I don't know anyone here, and I would like to have some company later on if you'd like." Well I am married." Oh." he says dejected." Sorry if I got the wrong idea." You got the right idea... , I do what ever I want, with whom ever I want, if you want." she leans back in her chair, and opens her legs making her skirt ride up revealing her hair covered vagina, she put her hand down there and parts the lips opening her wet. ’ Stiff and humped over, I trudged from the room. Thelast thing I remember before I turned toward the doorwas Patty’s face. I remembered that look even as theprincipal chewed me out and sent me to detention. I still didn’t know what I’d said that got that MissPasternak so pissed off. All I could remember wasPatty’s bare legs and hot pink panties and a raginghard on I couldn’t hide from sixty prying eyes. I knewthey all could see it. I knew they all were.