"You're a nasty girl. Your pussy is soaked! Lexie, lay across my desk!" He spread my legs and started rubbing his fingers around my clit. Then he kne...eled down in front of me and licked my pussy. He spread my swollen lips, and started to tongue fuck me really fast. He replaced his tongue with his fingers and fingered me really fast and deep. I moaned and told him how good it felt. "You're a very naughty girl, Lexi. Lexie, I'm going to fuck you now. Lexie, get down on the floor!" He slid his. Then her heart jumped when she saw someone duck under the door. It wasn't Robert. "Well, hi!" Karen! "How's it going? You look goooood." Jesus! "Surprised, Jennifer?" She smacked her riding crop into the leather glove on her hand. "Me, too." Jennifer's eyes were as round as Frisbees. There stood Karen in leather breeches and thigh-high riding boots with a red jacket covering a white silk shirt knotted around her waist. She was carrying a large suitcase that looked like a larger version of the. Caitlin smiled again, took a tube of lube off the nightstand and held it out over my shoulder.Rob still hadn’t said anything. I felt him nudge my legs apart with his knees. He was going to fuck me while I fucked Caitlin.I guess he realized the angle would be wrong, because he gripped my hip bones and pulled me up slightly. My cock slipped out of Caitlin’s pussy, but she whisked a pillow out from under her head and slipped it under her hips so I could enter her again. Before I could start moving. They let me stay mostly for the sport, but weekend practices were hard and even with the teachers in my pocket my grades were slipping. They shrugged, told me they couldn't give me marks for assignments I didn't do. My history teacher, Mr Jones, told me he'd have to fail me. He was one of the first I'd blackmailed - young and stocky, he probably thought no-one knew he was a fag, until I pulled the crotch-rub trick on him. One day after class he told me he'd been watching my decline - coming.