Text books lay on each of the tables, the covers battered and worn by years of eager students. Her words sounded so clear in my imagination. Nope. Mmm, yes. I screamed with her as a second burst of delight shot through me. “We couldn’t have been truant,” I said absently, “we have to get to class.”
Tabitha blinked and cocked her head, staring at me. I shivered as her tongue licked my ear again, her fingers digging into my ass. Tabitha’s eyes widened. I stood up, still slamming the dildo in and out of her, and leaned over. If the Headmistress doesn’t see them, then she won’t believe Peony. “Bend over and so I can bugger you.”
My asshole clenched. She had glimpsed my tentacles retracting into my cunny. I took her hand and the pair of us navigated the school to the natural science classroom.