The guy’s name was apparently Nikhil since Anjali moaned it more than once, and he was wearing your average jeans and a t-shirt. He looked pretty bi...g though. My guess would be that he was a football player or something athletic. Like I said, Anjali and I were not very close so I was not going to run in there like some moron and “save” my sister. I was planning to watch the show, and from the looks of it, my sister was really going to be ridden hard very soon. As he kissed her, Nikhil slipped. I picked out a pair of sexy white silk french panties and matching bra and put them on before putting my school clothes on over the top and I left for school. I was in a big hall surrounded by other k**s from school and was trying to complete my test but it was hard to concentrate while wearing the underwear and my cock was constantly hard and it got even harder every time a teacher walked passed me as they walked up and down the rows making sure knowone was cheating and once or twice one of. She’d wear something sexy and reenact the police officer begging for them to stop.The uniform consisted of a black mini pencil skirt that accentuated her voluptuous frame, tucked in was a blue button up blouse with the top buttons undone. A black five point hat with a badge on it. A badge on her chest. And a police belt with a baton, and a verity of dildos. Knee high four inches heeled boots made of leather. Leather gloves and a pair of sunglasses. Her lips smeared in pink lipstick and a glossy. So I moved my hand from her back to her big bubble butt which was finely covered by that skirt. I squeezed her ass cheek hard which made her jerk towards me. She smiled and signalled me to stand up.I let her take the command as she was much more experienced than me. She too stood up and took her skirt off. She was wearing a purple panty. We both stood there in our undies. Then she slowly came forward and started kissing my chest.She went on to suck my nipples while massaging my cock. This sent.