Angel and I couldn’t be happier. She would still be homeschooled during the day, but we would have all summer to be with each other, and by the skin... of my teeth, I had managed to make up all my missed work. Oh, and graduation was coming. On one of the last few days of school, I was in woodshop class. The grades had been closed, so we were allowed to just use the machinery for whatever we wanted. I was using the gear-controlled table drill to work on a special project. One of the other students. I slid my red panties down and moved the straps of my blue tank top down so my young breasts were freed. She pushed me against the wall and kissed me passionately. I kissed her back again and I moaned when I felt her hand rub my pussy. She rubbed it faster and faster until I came so hard I almost fell over. "Shhhhh, it is okay, good girl," Emily said as she kissed me. I smiled at her before I pushed her against the sink and kissed her. I unbuttoned her top and freed her breasts. She wasn't even. Her pussy grips my hard knob tightly in spasms as she rides up and down on it. Despite all the sticky-sweet juice we have produced in tribute to one another, her pussy feels hot and tight, as if milking me, forcing me to cum. Our passions rise and she moves up and down faster and faster, her perfect breasts bouncing before my eyes, hard nipples merely a blur in front of me but occasionally brushing against my face. “Oh God, Suzy, I’m cumming!” I cry. She knows this already as she has sensed my. I lifted my right hand high into the air and struck with a barrage off wild yet erratic hard slaps. I kept the rhythms mixed and went two to three slaps on each cheek. Emma soon began pleading with me to stop. Kicking and thrashing around.But i Ignored her and slapped harder. She soon gave up. Her moans becoming louder and her bottom became bright red. As the real tears came I stopped. Grabbing her hair I stood her up. Cut the tap on her hands and marched her over to the Large mirror. The tears.