Collapsing on a rock overlooking the school I could see all the students lined up waiting and the teachers patrolling with flash lights looking for st...ragglers but luckily I was too far up the mountain for anyone to possibly notice. Sitting on the rock and the tulle of my dress rubbing against my pussy I began to rub my hips against a ridge of the rock, pausing periodically to listen hopping no one would find me. Nervously I began to moan getting caught up in the moment as pulses of heat flowed. I watched her go; just to be sure she walked normally. I could’ve grinned like an idiot when she did, despite the discomfort it must surely have been causing. Lily wandered the rows of seats for the last five minutes of the class. With each minute her face became a deeper shade of red. When she came back to the lower rows, I could just make out the way her cleavage shone with perspiration. She was visibly struggling when the bell outside rang for the end of the class. There was an immediate. “Smack my pussy!” she screeched, and I slapped her along the slit until her pussy lips became thick and engorged with desire. “Oh yeah,” she moaned, trembling. “That stings baby, that stings so good…” I smiled at her bright pink ass. “Tuck yourself in, so that your ass is really high,” I ordered, and she obliged, bringing her pussy into clear view. “That’s how I like it,” I grinned, and leaned forward to give her a long lick all the way from her clit, up the crease and into her cunt, then. ”Paula led Pete down a hallway and stopped in front of two doors, one on each side.“I wouldn’t ask anybody to live in that attic,” she continued. “There’s no overhead space. Anyway, she’s managed to drop it into conversation that any decorators or other ‘professional living space personnel’ should take a good look at her room, and that means you. So, here’s Julie’s bedroom.”Paula opened the door and the man stepped into a bedroom no larger than the loft space in the treehouse. There were.