Her panty started to get wet and hot. The air inside was getting moist. The smell became strong.She started to move. Raising her buttocks a little and... pressing my head with her hands towards her pussy. I knew I could do anything now. I gently unhooked her skirt. And stretched the waist elastic. I pulled it a little down and put my head out through it. Just above her panties.She could see my face now. I looked at her. She smiled. I acted as if I was reaching for her boobs. She didn’t stop me. It. Sarah finally found her bikini. I slipped my pants down and was embarrassed enough to feel my cheeks burn red when the wet spot which had formed inside my thong, became visible to Sarah's eyes. My hard nipples were poking through my bra. Sarah noticed all this but didn't say a thing; she only smiled as she noticed how I was blushing.As quick as I could I pulled my wet thong down to throw it in my bag. By the time I slipped my thong down, an even wetter pussy was revealed to my girlfriend's. I was pretty much the average guy, even with academics. I was the guy who was mostly overlooked for any event or participation. Couldn’t really blame them for doing that. We had to stay back after school 2 days of the week for compulsory ‘sports training’ which I wasn’t a big fan of and mostly bunked it. My class teacher got to know and scolded me real bad for not attending. She said she will keep an eye from now. I had no choice but to attend the next day. The next day after the school got. If a woman complains about a man noticing her or about the way that another woman dresses, it’s absolutely because she has some hidden agenda. Perhaps it’s not even known to herself consciously, but on some level, it’s there,” Megan told me while sitting bottomless on my lap.Yes, you heard that correctly. She hadn’t bothered to put her shorts back on at all, nor even her undies. My sister was completely nude from the waist down, the same sister that waxed so priggish just one threesome ago. As.