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Chapter 11 by cphi cphi

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Alone time.

{if DetSleepTB = 1
}Despite her flirty text exchange with Brian, Beth was still plagued with a {else
}Beth realized she had a{endif
} strong need for gratification. {if Shame < 70
}The thought of taking care of herself at work, here in the school, added a naughty twist to the prospect. {else
}She was a little bit appalled at herself for contemplating doing something with herself here at work, at the school. It was so inappropriate. {endif
}
Beth looked at Billy. He was practically snoring. Then she glanced over to the bathroom door, biting her bottom lip.

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Beth found herself squatting with her knees spread wide, skirt hiked, panties pushed to one side, as she desperately rubbed and fingered herself. She let out soft, uncontrolled moans of pleasure. {if Dat Ass = 1
}She would have loved a toy to use in her ass, but she would make do. {elseif Kinky = 1
}She used one hand to **** herself gently, wishing it was someone else's hand. {elseif Tatas = 1
}She opened her blouse and pulled her tits free of their confinement so she could pinch and play with her nipples. {elseif Head Game = 1
}She wished she had a dildo to deepthroat, but alas, she would have to go without. {endif
}
{If@ Cursed = 0
}
Beth's efforts{if Efficient = 1
} worked exceedingly quickly{elseif Scattered = 1
} took some time to work their magic{else
} yielded their results{endif
} on her body, and a quivering orgasm {if Efficient = 1
}wracked her in no time.{elseif Scattered = 1
}finally washed over her. {else
}washed over her.{endif
}
"Ahhn! Unhn! Ahhn!" Beth whimpered and moaned, biting her lip hard to avoid screaming. Her feet gave out and she sat hard on the tile floor, shaking with the aftermath of her deed. She washed her hands and straightened her clothes before exiting the bathroom.
Billy had not shifted from his position at his desk. If anything, he was snoring louder now. Good.
Beth sat back down, trying not to think about the sheen of sweat that covered her body, making her clothes cling in a slightly uncomfortable way.{endif
}

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