She kept holding her tee shirt up as I stared at her breasts.Again, like earlier when an inner demon came to the forefront making me do things I never...imagined I could do, another me started to act, all I could do was watch this other me lean over and kiss Jenny’s breasts. She didn’t pull back or push me away, in fact she moaned as I kissed her nipple.I watched myself as I started to devour her breasts, making her moan, and then quietly yell out, “fuck that hurts.”“Oh god, I’m so sorry, I. ‘I can see you like it’, he whispered, as he was behind me again, this time reaching around to remove my blue blazer. I felt him put his hands onto my waist and run them up to under my armpits, his fingers deftly touching my small brassiere, before descending back down my waist line over my hips and stopping mid thigh, as if searching for the tell tale sign I was in my school regulation underwear and stockings, which I was. His hands retraced their descent back up my body to my tartan skirt. More

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