"That would be nice - French is so boring. Bike sheds as usual?" Naw, it looks like rain. Second floor girls toilets'll be drier."Linda grinned and ag...reed to the meeting. "How'd you get on with Mrs Dougherty after school yesterday?" she asked you, clearly dying of curiosity."Okay," you replied, a matter of fact tone in your voice. "She's a pussy cat when you know how to treat her..."The girl's toilet was almost deserted when you brazenly entered it, the only two occupants being a pair of. He felt like having bit of fun, so he relayed a suggestion."I've been a bitch to you, Gary, ever since you started working here." April's face took on a bit more emotion, one of deep apology, "'Let me make it up to you, get us on a fresh start?" Really? What do you plan to do?" He said with a smile, playing along with his suggestion to build the fantasy. He knew where it was going, but he wanted to hear it from her."Anything you want. I'll do anything you want." She responded.Gary crossed his. It might just take her mind off of how I am going to wreck this pretty little asshole of hers!” With that he took his own cock in his fist and pushed the fat dark pink head between her cheeks.”“Tell me how it feels baby. Tell me how his fat cock feels fucking your ass.” I heard myself say, as I smeared a drop of pre-cum over the helmet of my suddenly stiff cock.“Oh my God! He is so … oh God he is spreading my ass hole with a fucking axe!! Oh… oh!! Oh damn he is … he is in me! Oh my god he. Was this really happening? I warned her that I’d cum if she didn’t stop. “Do it,” she said, “Cum. Cum for me.” I relaxed and released into her mouth. I felt almost sorry for her, but she seemed to enjoy it. She enjoyed the power, the control she had over me. She use the warm shower spray to rinse her mouth and joked with me at how much there was. “Kiss me,” I said. She looked at me oddly because she’d just blown me, but I repeated, “Kiss me, I don’t care.” She stood up and I planted gentle.