It will be very honest

Renee turned as red as a tomato, but answered to avoid having her clothes torn, “I'm cold enough to have my--my hard nipples back. There, are you happy?”

The Redhead was evidently uncomfortable, but also excited, she could not keep her thighs still when finally the professor entered pushing the cart with the dvd player for today's documentary. After a few minutes of greetings and explanations the lights were turned off and Renee's heart began to beat wildly. She knew what to do and turning around she saw that Tracy was very close to her and in her hand she had scissors on whose blades reflected the light from the first images of the film that was beginning. Panicked she unfastened her sweatshirt and bra grabbing both zippers as she came within reach of the other. Renee's breasts in the half-light and almost total darkness of the chemistry classroom appeared in black and white to the eyes of Tracy who saw, given her proximity to them, that her puppy's nipples were nice and erect.

Renee fidgeted as she removed her sweatshirt from her shoulders along with her bra, and her breasts jiggled quite provocatively so that almost one ended up against the nose of Tracy who was quite happy to see all that goodness. The moment she slipped off her upper garments she handed them to her tormentor who promptly placed them inside her backpack. At this point looking around Renee saw that Tracy had chosen well, in the last few rows they were practically isolated, but if she made too much noise they would be caught. Renee at that point lifted her pelvis a little again and all red with shame she gave balled up her panties into the hands of her tormentor.

Tracy breathed in at the top of her lungs the smell of sex coming from her now naked companion's underwear. When she did so her puppy in a hushed voice tried to be as quiet as possible:

“No, don't do obscene things...”

Tracy moved next to her and whispered in her ear, “Don't worry just think about being happy. Put your feet apart on top of the bench, so you'll enjoy it more!”

“But...but...”

“Red do you want me to use the scissors?” Tracy's tone of voice was back to her usual one, Renee nodded her head no and quickly put her feet on the bench being very careful not to make too much noise. She leaned over a little and felt that her pussy was opening a little because of the spreading of her legs. At that very moment Tracy put his fingers on her labia minora and began to search for her clitoris.

The student council president was already panting and out of terror of being heard she put her index finger between her teeth and began trying to muffle as much sound as she could make. When finally her clitoris was again exposed to the faint light of the classroom her sensitivity and need to scream were making great strides. Her masseuse immediately began to pleasure her by masturbating her without hesitation. Renee switched from her index finger in her mouth to both hands pressed hard on her mouth to keep from screaming and moaning. Why was Tracy so good at it? Because she had agreed--but her mind was about to wander away and leave room only for intense pleasure.