History, first period

You quickly head off, almost running from the sexy cheetah’s office, the taste of her cunt still lingering on your lips and thoughts of the things she said playing in your mind. You can’t help but lightly entertain the idea of being ravaged by Mr and Mrs Hedley, even the suggestion that her husband’s eagerness may result in a hunger other than a sexual one does not deter you. Her dominant behaviour over you and her teasing tongue make you think of doing more.

As you are rushing down the corridor collide with a female with long horns. "Watch where you are going," she yells at you, "I'm late for history."

She goes to hurry off as you say, "So am I."

Suddenly she stops, "Sorry, I'm Gazelle," she says a sly smile crossing her face, "Come on."

You both start to run, your breasts bouncing, you can't help but notice Gazzelle's bust. She is taller than you almost model-like, and you suspect that she is not wearing a bra as she bounces quite a lot and her nipples are clearly visible through her bra.

Getting to the room she stops, "Here, you first I need a moment to catch my breath," she tells you.