While she fingered her clit, she whispered dirty words that Lilah could barely hear. It didn’t matter though, the words weren’t for her. Susan rel...eased, the only way she knew how. Gripping the headboard firmly, she shook it, banging it against the wall, ignoring the dull pain of her knuckles being caught between the wall and the wood. She bucked hard over Lilah’s face, able to forget about the other girl’s need for air, just for a few moments. And she was cumming now, letting out her own breath. As I had my third glass I started talking to some people when suddenly a girl in a catwoman costume joined the conversation I was having. She was tall and wearing a very well done Catwoman costume. Looked like she spent money on it is what I mean, like me you could only see our mouths cause of the cowls but her costume had a tail which I guess was dragging around a little but and looked like it was getting on her nerves. As I grabbed another drink and I couldnt help but think of all the dirty. ." Miss Hunter stuttered and pointed."Yes it is, Jeff is on the verge of cumming for you. I'm trying to help him hold it back because he has a tendency of cumming very large quantities and we would not want to clean that up off your desk and the floor". Miss Hunter bit her lip and tightened her thighs together. "You have a beautiful body and it's a shame you keep it covered up every day, Miss Hunter."My orgasm passed finally and I was breathing heavily at the effort. I sighed and looked up at. ’ She retorts. ‘Do you have anything to say today?’ I raise my eyebrow. ‘Happy birthday bitch.’ She pulls me into a hug, ‘How dare you turn eighteen before I do!’ We walk down the hall laughing, and being idiots, in general. The next class is math, and boy, do eighty minutes go by fast when you’re not paying attention. But something’s different today, or is it someone? I feel eyes on me. I look around in front of me, everyone is looking at the teacher. I look at Amaya, or is that Miranda? I can.