There was a seating chart on the board and Jessica was right next to Heather. “Besides” Heather added “ I think I want some more right now.”
“What…Now?” Jessica asked stunned. Indian XXX “No Mom I’m fine.” Jessica responded. She quickly hurried in. A shadow past her and then Heather sat in the chair desk right next to her. She was in the car in her plaid skirt that ended right before her knee high stockings, her brown hair held back by a head band, her white shirt tucked in pressing against her small tits, her tie hanging in between her boobs. Soon she began to feel the same building pleasure that she had felt for the first time on Friday. Finally she let out a cry and she came all over each. Jessica screeched as each entered her. She and Heather walked back to class, pausing every now and then when an orgasm hit. Johnson began talking about algebra and all that when suddenly Jessica felt a hand running up her thigh. She didn’t want to look up from her desk. Then Heather did something unexpected and jammed her finger up Jessica’s nice ass. She didn’t want to think about it, it was to horrible.
