Ohmaygod-ohmygod-ohmygod!” she chanted in a raspy whine, desperately pushing against my chest. Jenny stopped at the door to the locker room, shooting me a nervous glance, biting her bottom lip as we passed, continuing towards my office. I leaned in, running my tongue through her velvety folds, and I must say she did have a nice tasting pussy. After the preliminary chit chat she got right to the point and told me, “Your first class is next period and I thought it best to warn you.”
The first bell had just rung, and the girls were already filtering into the locker room when I asked dubiously, “Warn me about what?”
About that time, almost as if on cue, a student appeared in the doorway of my office. “And I want to be friends coach.”
As she said this she began playing with her pussy, rubbing her clit, and spreading her lips to tempt me further. I lapped up her sweet young pussy juices as best I could but some ran down my chin.