I only started listening properly when Mrs. Stephanie Evans was introduced and stepped forward to talk.She looked around the room and her eyes settled... on me. 'Ah! It seems we have the local pervert amongst us.' She said pointing at me with a malicious smile, before continuing, 'And for those of you who don't already know let me tell you that he spends his spare time ogling pretty schoolgirls. He did this with my daughter at her new school and was so angry at being caught out he then ensured. He moved my body, spreading my knees and raising my arms over my head, opening my body in all the ways a woman is supposed to keep private. Only when I am panting with desire does he check again for wetness. A slow, terrible test. I know I am failing it even as he fondles my sex, his fingers filthy with me. "Yes, a very bad girl." The stroking is terrible. Knees wide, vulnerable. Soft, light strokes, a teasing, orgasm producing stroke. "Your cunt is wet."I felt my shame that day. The first time. " You still are young," a mate of mine that I'd met at University swiftlyreplied. The compliment wasn't surprising, he'd been trying to 'pull'her for weeks."I know, but, like, life was a lot easier when I was at school. It wasmore fun too, yeah? I'd love to be that age again." Nah, I can't really see that Kelly."As they continued talking about being younger again, I started to thinkof the benefits of being older. Things like being able to drink legally,or drive if I wanted to. Or having more. I pressed my cock up against hervirgin pussy lips and started pushing in. and I slowly push it all the way in and let her adjust to the size. After she got use to it I start pumping in and out of her. With every thrust into her shed push her hips back on me.I was getting ready to cum and right away I pulled out and cover her back with my sticky goo. I ask her if she wants to take a shower. She’s says yes so she goes and takes a shower. And thinking of our recent sexsession I walk into the.