It also felt fucking amazing from a sexual standpoint.While she was pounding, Principals Myers just couldn't resist the sight of Dolores's bubble butt...waving and jiggling from the doggy-style position. She opened her palm and gave the ass a powerful slap from the side."Ay! Mis nalgas!" Dolores sobbed from the impact."Tell me what I want to hear," Ashley said, fucking even harder, then pulling on Dolores's dark ponytail to use as a leash.Dolores moaned, then panted. "Fuck me harder, Principal. That is not what I said. They want to get married. I'm terribly afraid we shall soon lose little Michael. Oh, I don't blame Bethan; she's still a girl, really. One can't expect her to wear widow's weeds for the rest of her life. And I don't exactly blame Peter. I know he's a good man and he was Phillip's closest friend..."Beatrice broke off, her voice choking. William, as always when confronted by his wife's tears, was utterly discomfited. He sighed, put down his paper and rose to place his. Yeah,” the frizzy haired woman responded. “I got a Breeding Pass.”“Can I have it?”“Ummm ... No. They’re evil,” the woman mumbled. She seemed a little out of it. Dave figured the sex must have been real good.“I still don’t get it,” Kurt said. “Why are the passes so special? Where are they coming from?”“They’re not special,” the man with cocky grin answered. “And there’s a guy giving them out at the south side entrance.”“Do you think he still has more?” Kurt asked.“Not a clue,” the stranger. Then I realised that the boys were commenting on what they could see. It became blatantly obvious that they could see my dripping pussy.After what seemed like a lifetime of wanting to masturbate for them I chickened out and stood up. Checking that my skirt was covering what it is supposed to, I turned and walked away with 2 thoughts on my mind. One, what the hell was I doing, and two, why didn’t I masturbate for them.I didn’t think for long as the boys were riding passed me again, calling me a.