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She tight was standing in a small crowd, talking to some of her friends. They eyed him closely as he approached, but he refused to be intimidated. 'Hi Isabelle, did you get Miss Williamson’s email?' he asked. Isabelle looked up. Oh. It was Darius. 'No, was it anything important?' She knew him from English class, but never really paid attention to him or spoke to him outside of lesson. 'Well not really, I mean -' A noise came from her pocket and she held up a finger. Darius shuffled awkwardly. She opened the text. It was just three words, but already she had forgotten what it said. teen Her petite brow furrowed, and amateur she slowly put her phone back in her pocket. That was it , thought Darius. She got the text. His blood ran cold. Did it work? Oh God, what if it doesn’t work. He realised his lost cash would be nothing in the face of being branded a creep in front of his entire year. If it got out….His stomach was in knots, and he felt as if suddenly everyone was looking at him. When she finally looked up at him, her breath hitched, and she seemed to look through him, as if in a haze. A pulse of warmth had seeped through her body, and then disappeared as quickly as it had arrived, leaving her skin covered in goosebumps. In a second her eyes refocused, but with a slightly pre-occupied expression. ‘Sorry, what were you saying?’ she said. Darius didn’t speak. His heart raced. It had worked! Just like the man had said it would. ‘It’s just that we’ll be in room 82 tomorrow.’ ‘Oh...well, thanks.’ Isabelle shook her head, and swayed slightly on her feet. A low rhythmic pounding in the back of her skull throbbed and made it hard for her to think. ‘Sorry, I think I’m having a...migraine or something.’ ‘Oh no worries’ Darius assured, ‘I’m already late. See ya.’ The rest of the day passed without incident. Lessons dragged on, and as Darius small tits was more occupied with worrying about whether the text would work at all, he barely remembered anything being taught to him. It was Monday, so Darius shared no lessons with Isabelle, but he didn’t see her at lunch either. Darius… Isabelle woke up on Tuesday, flustered and out of breath. She wanted to corrupt her, to take her holier-than-thou attitude down a few pegs. ‘You know dad wants to be first. "Show me your tats slave, NOW!" Then, all of the sudden, he shoved his dick up deep inside me, and began humping away like crazy.” She reads porn stories. They were talking to each other as well as looking and when I was changing into the next dress one of them came over and asked if everything was all teen right. Ravi screamed in pleasure. Instead, I chickened out and let my hand petite drop to my side. She was the smallest in her class by far after all. “He’s taking my virginity, you talked to him huh?” I whimpered while I put my black tight little panties on. He was fucking ready again as I bounced on his dick, his head leaned back in shear pleasure. All of these sensory triggers were becoming too much. "Speak for yourself," she heard Max/whatshisname mutter. People began to fill out of the room, one by one. An idea hit me so small tits I told him on my way by, “While I’m gone, and after you jerk off, you should try skinny dipping in the pool. “I have to eat you! I get amateur that.” She brushed her blonde curls back from her face. “Let's give you some support at least.” Slowly he tied her to the tree. Seeing the end coming changes the way you think.” He told me he was about to shoot and that I should just let it spray into my mouth and to swallow it right away. I continued the little chat as I walked slowly past her. “I would do the same for them,” I said. So I make another plan and say “I do have a smaller bikini that I could wear”. They were loosely gathered around her and she was twerking on them, grinding her ass on their crotches one by one.