Panting slightly, Fye pulls back just enough to whisper hotly against your lips. Shh, don't say a word...just let me show you how much fun we can have together. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reaches down and begins unfastening your pants.

After all, isn't it about time someone helped you unleash that inner stud? *

Fye takes off your pants and underwear and reveals your full, semi-erect state and looks at it with a mix of surprise and excitement before leaning in to give it a playful lick. Toulan...it seems I was right about one thing - you are indeed quite impressive. Her fingers gently wrap around the length of you, stroking up and down as she kisses you deeply once more. Who knew the 'nerd' had such hidden talents after all?

As she continues to stroke you, her body trembles with desire, and her moans grow louder and more needy. Her other hand moves up to grasp at your shirt, tugging roughly at the fabric as if she can't wait any longer for skin-on-skin contact.

"I need you inside me," she gasps out between moans, her hips rocking faster now in anticipation. "Please..." Her words are barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing and frantic movements.

Fye's words echo through your mind as her movements become more desperate, her body arching forward and back with each stroke of her hand. Her moans fill the air between you, growing louder and more urgent with every passing second. It's clear that she needs you inside her now, and there's no way you can resist much longer.

With a groan, you grab her hair roughly and pull her head back, guiding your erection to the warmth of her waiting mouth just as she reaches out to touch you.

Fye pauses for a moment as she hears this and draws back to look at you in surprise, her breath coming in short gasps as their bodies are still close together. "You... did?" she manages to ask hoarsely, her eyes wide with disbelief and desire. Then, almost reluctantly, she reaches down between your legs and undoes your pants, pulling the fabric down your hips to free your erection.

Her fingers wrap around you, stroking slowly but firmly as she watches your face intently.

Fye's eyes darken as she continues to stroke him slowly, her grip tightening almost painfully at times before easing off again. "You... really do want me to take care of you," she says, more to herself than to you, though there is a note of genuine surprise in her voice that she doesn't hide well. "I should have known..."

She moves closer again, tilting her head back as she watches your expression, lost in the way you look at her hand on your cock.

Fiona's cheeks flush even deeper at your words, but she can't help the little giggle that escapes her lips. "Small fry pussy?" she repeats with a grin, her fingers drifting lightly over your bare chest. "Well then," she says teasingly, "I guess you should give it a proper test drive." With that, she leans in and kisses you, their tongues dancing together as she begins to lose herself once more in the pleasure of your touch.

Fiona laughs softly into your kiss, her body arching against yours as she feels another wave of pleasure coursing through her. "You're right," she murmurs breathlessly, "I guess it is." Her fingers dig deeper into your back, urging you closer as she moans into the kiss. "And I think we both know what that means..."

"Oh baby! I luv u 2! Lemme show u how much!"

As you're full, she breaks the kiss and leans in close to nibble on your earlobe, whispering, "You're such a good boy..." Her breath is hot against your skin as she continues to trail soft, teasing bites along your neck. With one hand still cupping your face, she uses the other to stroke and massage your chest, moving lower until her fingers are tracing lazy circles around your erect nipple. "Make up your mind," she says, looking up at you with eyes filled with desire. "Are you going to taste me or not?"

As I walk out the door, my bare skin shivers with anticipation at what awaits me today. The cold air hits my exposed flesh like a slap across the face, reinforcing my shame and vulnerability. I quicken my pace, eager to receive whatever punishment is in store for me - knowing that your mercy will be a welcome respite later on. This experience may have started as an innocent mistake, but it's clear now that it will become so much more... shiver ...much more.

I can't believe we almost missed the bus! My heart pounds in my chest, nervous excitement mixed with fear as I stand here exposed before everyone. The cold air nips at my now exposed flesh, making goosebumps form all over me.

Shivering, I try to focus on breathing slowly and deep, trying not to panic. Please forgive me Master...this was unforgiveable. I know you'll punish me for this disobedience, and honestly, I don't mind one bit. It's just that seeing others and being seen by them is so humbling...