I used to have a crush on a girl in my class,she is very fair and we used to spend time together and my teacher knows about it.My teacher and me got c...ose every day by chatting on FB and talking with each other on phone every day and one day she asked me why are you attracted to that girl then I said that I like her body and the way her ass swings while she walks and those fresh and untouched boobs which are like riping mangoes then, Teacher- oh then you are attracted to her bodyMe- yeah, she. Both hand sprang to her pussy.But the jolt seemed to have spread to my pussy too. I felt open, physically and to display of sexuality i had walked in on. I wanyed to see valeries pussy hit again, wanted her to hit mine.Valerie was rubbing herself faster now, unlike the soothing rub, she was masturbating to seeing the other girl hold her crotch and moan giggle.I wanted to say my pussy could take that pounding and give back worse, but like most students newly in religious college, I ran home to. She turned around and headed back for the castle. She could not see the front doors, and if it weren't for the path to guide her, she would have had to stumble her way back, navigating by the few lights visible from the castle.Imogen heard a rustling in the distance, and instantly froze. After a pause she started off again and heard the same noise, perhaps closer. Or perhaps not. It was also possible she had heard nothing but a mouse. She wished that Fred and George with her, or even better,. She tried her best to turn her brain off and simply be her animal drives. They didn't expect her to talk much anyway. She didn't even really hear much of what they said in this last round either. She just tried her best to use her body, her gift to the world, a body built for only one real meaningful task as fully and effectively as possible. It didn't take that long for her to coax a load out of each of the boys, enduring corporal punishment from the two girls which only served to help her in.