1. s****r Victoria's Secret


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 88, Source: xHamster

    counseling technique. &#034I, uh...I think I need to use the bathroom, s****r.&#034 I moved slowly, retrieving my panties from the floor. At least they were still clean. My skirt, and my blouse, had big round wet spots on them, and I'm sure they must have smelled strongly of my sex. &#034There's a bathroom right across the hall.&#034 She got up and walked to her door, waiting for me to catch up. I just wadded up my panties, thinking I'd at least try and wash my pussy a little. &#034It's a small one, you can lock the door.&#034 She opened the door to er office and stepped out, looking around and then nodding to me. It sounds silly describing it, like the two stooges or something, but honestly, I didn't want to have to explain anything, you know? I went in the bathroom, and locked the door. It was small, just a toilet and a sink, but there were a lot of paper towels and I went to work using them. I took off my skirt and blouse, and tried to wash the wet spots without making them bigger. Do you know how hard that is? I may as well have just washed my clothes in the sink and hung them up to dry. It was frustrating. Fifteen minutes later I cautiously opened the door. At least I would smell like Zest now, instead of girl sex. If anyone asked I'd say I spilled something...On my back, yeah right! Or sat in something, that would be better. But I was deathly afraid that it looked like I'd had a much worse sort of accident. All I needed, on my first day in the 7th grade at a new school, ...
    was to be seen by a classmate like that! It would have been the end of my life. So, don't blame me, or laugh when I say I fairly ran across the hall and back into s****r Victoria's office. She smiled at me and didn't question why I jumped in and closed the door so quickly. Perhaps she'd had other experiences with girls in the same situation? I didn't consider it at the time, but now I think maybe that was a secret, sadistic pleasure for s****r Victoria. A way to humiliate a young lover without seeming to. trust me, she was capable of it. &#034Feel better now, Becky?&#034 She asked me. &#034Yes, s****r.&#034 I nodded and looked at the chair where I'd been sitting before. it was dry and smelled of lemons. The whole room did and I guess s****r Victoria went through a lot of air freshener too, maybe. About then her phone rang and she smiled when she answered it, saying &#034Will you send her to my office please? Thank you.&#034 Then to me, &#034Your mother is here, now we can have that nice little chat.&#034 I frowned slightly, which I suppose appeared entirely natural to s****r Victoria under the circumstances. I mean I was a 12 year old girl who'd confess that her own mother m*****ed her, repeatedly, and now that mother was here. But in reality, I was frowning because I'd hoped to talk to my mom first, tell her what I'd found out and what I thought it meant. I could have prepared her better for whatever lay ahead. That's undercover work though, as my mom liked to say. You just ...
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