She was a bit of a flirt with John too, messing with him, and occasionally giving him playful punches. Usually she stayed in her suit, but she got up ...from her chair and walked up to him. Her dark brown hair was up in a bun, and she was wearing skin-tight jeans, a U-neck shirt which showed more cleavage than the school would like, and a hoodie that was halfway unzipped. "And how is John Richardson doing today?" She asked in a flirty tone. John cocked an eyebrow, "Better, that I'm. She moved her lips down my neck and started to kiss behind my ear, gently blowing in it, sending shivers down my spine. I let out a soft moan. I loved being teased but I was desperate for her touch. She moved her hand downwards and started rubbing the inside of my thighs gently, I parted my legs slightly hoping she would move her fingers further up. She lay her palm on my pussy, fingers facing downward and just rested it there not moving. The feeling was so intense that her hand was so close,. She entered the dining room and immediately spotted a lone red robed Druid seated at one of the corner tables. She walked over to his table and took a seat next to him while placing the stack of papers on the chair next to her. Once she was settled, she took a moment to examine him. He had a short beard that was in serious need of a trim. Without turning to face her, he watched her out of the corner of his eye without saying a word. Finally, she said, “So you are the person that my little. Tracey carried on bouncing up and down on my cock getting more and more confident with every rise and fall of her gorgeous body.“Fuck me, Rog, THIS is what I came here for” she gasped as she kept the rhythm going, “Getting my arse well and truly FUUUUUUCKED!!” The more she kept on about it, the closer I was getting to blowing my load. I don’t think I’d arse fucked a woman with a tighter anus before and I was loving it every bit as much as Tracey was. I looked up at her back and her blonde hair.