When Melissa caught the shimmer in the other woman's eyes she suddenly felt a cold chill along her spine. Her eyes were deep, dark and Melissa thought...she could read doom and destruction in them. Where was she looking? It seemed at the lecturer but when Melissa looked closer she realized her eyes were drilling holes in the back of one of the TA's, Gail.Maybe they have some kind of conflict going, Melissa decided.In the pause she tried to catch the other woman's attention but she was staring at. We came together in a long, delicious rush.After the caning we'd shared a bottle of wine at Jeff's, and I'd told him all about my life at St Mary's, about Miss Hunter's strong right arm and about my competition with Jenny.'You sound like a pair of proper terrors,' said Jeff. 'I would have loved to see both of you getting six of the best though.' A lascivious grin. 'And I'd have loved to see you in your school uniforms. I'll bet you looked so sexy.' What is it about men and school uniforms? Wine. “Dirty whore.” A statement, derisive, humiliating. I am a dirty whore. I can’t hold it anymore. I don’t want to hold it anymore. I explode, hands still behind my back, closing my eyes as pleasure overwhelms me. I throw my head back and let out a raspy moan. The leather under my skin is slippery now. The car smells like… the very essence of me now.The man next to me laughs and throws the glowing cigarette out of the window. “I have a different concept in mind for you, though,” he muses. “Don’t. I grabbed my cock and started jacking it and Maria smiled. “Come baby, give it to me. I want it so bad. I love fucking you too. We fuck so good together.” I leaned down on out stretched arms and moved my hips until the head of my cock rested against her hot, wet, pink labia. Maria bucked her hips up to take me in, and I moved forward sinking half of my cock into heaven. I few more strokes and we went into a nice rhythm, Maria kicking her legs in the air to meet my thrusts. “Maria, reach between.