For Hillary Swift...it's worth it

I hesitated for a moment and then started to undress. Whatever the fuck this was, I absolutely didn't want to be involved in it. Then again, the thought of having my face buried in Hillary Swift's pussy was amazing. My cock was already stiffening. I had her panties, all I had to do was take my clothes off...

"Oh fuck, they are still wet and warm," Mr. Steedly said as he pulled Ally Kong's panties out.

Mr. Bill smiled as I shed clothing, his limp cock starting to grow into a massive and vieny monster. Once my cock was free, his eyes went straight to my crotch and stayed there.

"Damn, son," he whispered, never taking his eyes off of me. "That picture doesn't quite do you justice. Go ahead, give those panties a whiff."

My hands were almost shaking as I opened the baggie. I suddenly didn't care that I was naked on front of two men at my school. I didn't care that they both had their cocks out, not that the custodian was eyeing me like a fat kid looking at fresh donuts. All I could think about was that wet, warm fabric and the smell of hot, young pussy.

"You know you want it bad, you dirty little boy," Bill said. About then he wrapped his hand around his hard cock and gave it one slow stroke. "Sniff that homecoming queen pussy."

I finally pulled the Victoria Secret panties out of the bag, and yes they were still both wet and warm. There wasn't even any active thought as I raised them to my nose, breathing in the natural scent of Hillary Swift. I was a little disappointed that her pussy wasn't the most magical one I had sniffed this week, but the scent was so fucking fresh. I could have had my face buried between her hot, athletic thighs sniffing her actual pussy.

"Like that, don't you?" Bill asked. "We don't have a lot of time, you'd better sit down and enjoy it."

Without hesitation I sat down on Mr. Steedly's faux leather couch, never taking the panties away from my face. I grabbed my cock and started stroking. The principal sat down next to me, totally engrossed in Ally Kong. I didn't even care that we were so close that our legs were almost touching.

"That's fucking hot, boys," the custodian said. "Now smell the ass."

I shifted the panties so that my nose was in the ass and breathed in deep. It was a slightly earthier smell, but the scent of Hillary Swift was now almost overpowering. I was frantically stroking my cock, not caring about what was going on around me. Not caring that Mr. Bill was totally perving over me as he jerked his own massive cock.