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About halfway through the first class, I confined my pacing to staying behind the lab equipment, so the class couldn't see my legs or anything below my belt. Pulling my skirt up, I slipped my hand into my panties while lecturing the class. Within minutes, my panties were soaked and pussy juice was running down both legs, soaking into the tops of my stockings. Whenever I called on a student to answer a question, I increased the speed of my fingers tweaking my clit, trying to get myself off before having to speak to the class again, but none of the students ever talked long enough to allow me time to cum. After a few minutes, I gave up hope, pulled my hand out of my panties and let my skirt drop back.Continuing my lecture, I tried to ignore my aching cunt.With about ten minutes left in class, I came up with a great idea.Still behind the table, I slowly unzipped the back of my skirt and let it fall to my ankles. A few seconds later, I let my soaked panties fall to the floor as well. It. He was cupping my tits and rubbing them making my nipples hard. He could see them poking thru my lace bra. He smiled and said he can't wait to make out with me in the show.We got back in the dark theater and went straight to the bck row, away from his brother and Diane. We started kissing again and he was feeling me up. Jason's hands were in my shirt, then in my bra. He had pulled one of my tits out and bent down to suck on my nipple. I let out a big sigh and I started to rub the inside of my leg. I could feel my pussy twitching and butterflies in my stomach.Jason sat up and kissed me some more. I reached over to Jason's chest and rubbed it and worked my way to his pants. I could feel his hard cock. He helped me undo his zipper and I pulled his cock out and strted to stroke him. I was kissing him and dropped my soda bottle on the floor, I bent down to pick it up and stopped on my way back up to suck on him. I could only do this for a couple of minutes, before someone would.
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