Teacher Student Confidentiality

Pulling the main part of the desk to the right so she had room watch what she was doing, Cat got started by pouring baby oil down the exceptionally long sheath. When she considered she had poured enough to stop friction burn, she stopped and set the bottle down on the desk behind her. Lining up with the artificial hole she squeezed inside and elicited a sharp
“Ahhh”
Once she found her rhythm she increased her tempo and the only sound in the room was a low groaning and the sound of flesh slapping flesh. Inside Cat’s mind Amy was bouncing up and down on her cock as Cat roughly kneaded her nipples as she spewed obscenities (Our protagonist has a deep fetish for cursing during sex and actually devotes her bedtime masturbation time to testing out new words). Cat soon felt the oh so familiar tightening in her balls and screamed as she came.


Change of POV
Amy, Tiffany, and Lily stood outside under the overhang as they waited for Amy’s boyfriend, the school’s football team’s quarterback, to pick them up. Amy was wearing her ultra-revealing cheerleader outfit and no panties as usual, her blonde hair waved violently in the strong wind. Tiffany was wearing some khaki shorts and a graphic tee, her dirty blonde hair was short a cropped up with gel. Finally the tallest girl was wearing ultra skinny jeans with a black tee that had a skull in the middle of it; she had neck length raven colored hair and had her bangs covering her right eye. They had been standing outside for a good 20 minutes and Amy was pissed.
“Where the fuck is that loser!?” She yelled at the rain as if it possessed the answer.
“Maybe he got caught up somewhere” Lily said to Amy as she wrote in her journal, her highlights a dark blue against her pale skin.
“I still say he still messing around with that slut Sarah?” Tiffany added her own opinion to the clusterfuck, after looking hungrily at Lily, which was the question, where the hell was John?
They waited another five minute with Lily’s pen scratching at her paper and Tiffany practicing kicks with an imaginary dummy. Just as Amy was about to start complaining about John, Ms. Walker came out from the school.