“Spread your legs, cam under the skirt, slut,” he barked in such a demanding tone, it made her flinch and open her legs instantly. With trembling fingers she took the phone. She hesitated. “Now,” he growled, breaking her resistance just as she managed to start to muster up some strength. Moments later he could see her black sport panties under her skirt.
“Off with those ugly things,” he snarled. She had seen it coming. Still it made her cringe. Taking off her panties in the library even if no one else was here but the two receptionists and maybe one or two other students working in as secluded corners as she had chosen. It was still something public, naughty, something only sluts would do. She was one, right? She panted hard when she put the phone to the side and pulled them off feeling v
