Oh fuck, I can't help myself. I grind down hard on her.Her own pussy is starting to really drip now. I lower my head and open my mouth. My tongue dart...s out and licks at her lips. I feel her moan into my pussy. She sucks my clit hard and I bite on her lips a little. Letting her know how good it feels. Then I spread her pussy with my and and let my tongue explore her clit.Oh fuck! She thrusts her hips up to my face while her tongue is darting in and out of my hole.I can feel her tensing under me.. I tried to keep up but I simply had nothing. I was stone cold sober and felt awkward trying to burn up the dance floor. I spent more time talking to Dalia's roommate while she danced it up. She was the center of our attention, and she could have gone home with any guy that night. In the end, I drove her and her roommate home.Her roommate went to bed, leaving Dalia and I to hang out. We had a coffee and just talked about previous failed relationships. She initiated the conversation, almost to. More pain flared across her flesh, amplified by the heat that was slowly gathering between her legs. She shivered, unable to decide whether to faint or go red as a trickle of arousal seeped out of her to flow down her legs.“Smack!”“T-…two!”Another blow, and another cry as she held on tight to the other side of the desk with her hands.“Smack!”“T-…three!”“Smack!”“F-…four!”“Smack!”“F-…five!”By now, her vision was starting to swim, and the headmaster paused briefly to allow her to recover. Setting. She glanced at Dave who told her it was fine and to climb in. I saw that it contained a large, stained mattress and some blankets, " Eugh! It stinks!" Chelsea cried out, the younger man laughed, " it's not that bad baby! Blame old Frank he had an old slapper in here last night, she was, it seems, a bit of a squirter!" The other guys guffawed with laughter calling Frank a dirty, randy old sod and other derogatory terms, the guy called Brian had climbed into the van behind Chelsea and Rob, "Yeah.