Kuch derr ke baad meri aankh khuli to mujhe kuch awaazein sunai deen….main chup chapp dabe pawn drawing room mein jhankne lagi…mere dad sofe par b...aithe the aur meri mummy unki godi mein….papa mummy ke booboo pakad kar daba rahe the….mujhe laga woh aise hi unhe chedd rahe ain…jab maine dhyan se dekha to paya ki mummy ne apni salwar khol rakhi hai aur papa ki godi mein upar neeche ho rahi hain….aur papa bhi neeche se uchal rahe hain….mujhe uss waqt kuch pata nahi tha kya horaha hai isliye main. I wanted to jerk off badly but it didn't look good for me right about then.After my last period I went back to Ms. Pearson's room. She wasn't there so I sat in a front row desk to wait for her. I didn't want to get into any further trouble by leaving school without seeing her. I was guessing that she would give me a long lecture on how women should be treated followed by at least a week's worth of detentions.Ms. Pearson entered from the rear. I heard the door close and the snick of the lock. ” The lady says over her shoulder at you and you frown.“Isn’t that a woman’s costume?” You ask. She waves a hand as she shifts through the costumes on the rack.“Think of how funny it would be, I would bet you could win a contest if you went as Bo Peep.” She says.You think it odd that she mentioned a contest since the cover charge for the party was twenty bucks which went into a pot for the best costume. “But wouldn’t I need…um…breasts to be Bo Peep?” You say, almost embarrassed to say breasts. I wiggled my butt, causing his tool to press against one side of my inner self and then the other. His hands grabbed onto my hips and Otto began to pump his tool in and out of me. It only took a couple dozen strokes for me to have another orgasm. It was so intense that I had to rest my head against the table. Otto never slowed down which only made my orgasm last longer than normal. The teen felt so good inside me that I didn’t want it to end. I wasn’t sure how long he could hold out so I begged.