Master Kane looked at the flushed, aroused group and smiled with dark satisfaction.
“Time to raise the stakes. Everyone put your outer clothes back on. Lila, keep your skirt as it is — no panties. We’re taking the lesson outside this room.”
Lila’s stomach flipped. “Outside?”
“Yes. The old psychology annex hallway is deserted at this hour, but campus security sometimes patrols. The thrill of almost getting caught will make your pleasure sharper.”
The group quickly dressed. Lila pulled her tank top down but left her skirt bunched high, her bare, still-dripping p***y exposed every time she moved. Her thighs were sticky with her earlier squirts.
Master Kane led them out of Room 312 into the dimly lit corridor. The long hallway stretched in both directions, lined with locked classroom door
