Trade bodily fluids with the local teen mom

All this inspecting was thirsty work, so you scan the crowd with one very specific girl in mind. There she is: Skylar Rennie, your high school's very own teen mom. She's chosen plain cotton panties for her single garment, exposing her swollen, leaking nipples to the cool of the hallway. You wouldn't say you're "into" lactation, exactly, but you have to admit you've always been curious what milk tasted like direct from the source.

You're halfway to her before she notices you.

"W-what?" she blushes, crossing her arms to hide her breasts from your hungry gaze, "I'm only wearing one thing! I did what you wanted."

"Your outfit is just fine, Skylar," you grin. "You look great, believe me! I was just hoping for a quick snack..."

"A snack? What do you--"

Her eyes widen in surprise as she realized what you meant just in time for you to get within arm's reach of her. You yanked her arms away from her tits -- which bounced nicely when they were unleashed -- and latched onto her left nipple before she could react. You suck and suck as hard as you can, but you only get the smallest squirt of milk on your tongue.

"AH! Oh... Ummm, John?" Skylar taps the top of your head, so you turn your eyes to meet hers. "That actually feels kinda good, but you're not really gonna get much milk that way. It only comes in quick, short bits, so you have to l-let up every now and then."

You try easing off your suction, and sure enough you get another little squirt when you start sucking again. After some experimentation, you settle into a rhythm of steady pulses. You feel a bit like a baby with a pacifier, but that does sorta make sense in the end.

While you drink from Skylar's left breast, you can't help groping at her right one. You bounce it around a little bit, enjoying the hefty jiggle of it in your hand. If you squeeze it just right, you can actually make little jets of milk spray out of it!

"Yeah," Skylar sighs, "my boyfriend likes that too. Sometimes I think that pervert knocked me up on purpose..."

While you're playing with your food, the mostly naked students around you just wait patiently for you to finish. This is the first time you've made an "Old Rule," so you weren't really sure how people would react to it. Apparently, it was perfectly reasonable for you to be molesting your classmates in the middle of the hallway; guys have always taken advantage of any skin a woman exposed, and with the exceptional amount of skin on display now it's only natural for you to get distracted.

Speaking of distraction, there was an increasingly distracting swelling in your jeans...

"Thanks for the snack," you say, releasing Skylar's tit to unzip your fly. "Now I've got one for you."

Skylar is on her knees in front of you before your cock is fully out, and doesn't even take a moment to look at it before cramming it in her mouth. She sucked you hard and fast, bobbing her head like a pro and clearly trying to get you off as quickly as possible. Between your inexperience, her skills, the public setting, and the sheer amount of skin on display around you, you barely last five minutes before blowing your load straight down Skylar's throat. You don't have time to warn her, but she gulps down every last drop anyway.

"You're... you're really good at that," you pant as Skylar tucks your dropping dick away and rises to her feet.

She blushes a little. "Oh, come on. That was just your average sidewalk blowie."

"Your average sidewalk..? Oh. Sure."

That makes sense, in a way. In most public settings, the only fun part a woman would have exposed is her mouth. Blowjobs like that probably are an everyday occurrence in this new world you've created. Maybe you should start thinking these rules through more carefully...

"Are you done with me, then?" Skylar asks, bouncing on her heels a little. She must be eager to get to back to class.