One day, after the summer holidays my friend who sat beside me didn’t come, which made me bored for a whole lotta time.After the first two periods I... grew more bored and thought would do something to waste time in the history class and I did. As I wore a short skirt, I was able to lift them up a bit to check my underwhelming vagina and the panties covering it. I decided to pull them down sneakily and then start inserting my pencil slowly.I pulled a desk and covered one side and then put my hands. "Usually people just call me a whore and laugh, but you defended me." She leaned over to kiss me. I don't know why but I pulled back."Megan, we don't have to do this if you don't want to." I said. Everything in me said do her, but I knew I couldn't, not after what happened to her just yesterday."I know, I want this. I have for a while." Well that was all the reasoning I needed. I leaned into the kiss, it was a passionate one. Our tongues explored and wrestled. It was an experience like none. And Lisa’s naughty choice of words and interrogation style – which perhaps were designed to simultaneously illuminate, humiliate, and further incite me for my taboo enjoyment of her pantyhose- was making my hard throbbing cock start to ache for touch. And as if reading my thoughts, Lisa then placed a hand on my lower abs, so agonizing close to -but not touching- my cock. She then let her long fingers ever so slightly stroke the red material of the hosiery as she continued her teasing. Curious, the women exited the vehicle with him. The front windows were covered in dust and grime, but he wiped a place with his hand to better see into the darkened interior."The machines are still in there, but the place looks like it has been closed for years," he said. "In a big city, the windows would probably have been broken out or boarded up, and the machines stolen long ago."Back in the SUV, they continued their tour and discovered a small Mom-and-Pop type grocery store a couple of.