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“Okay, tell you what. I’m going to go see if the room is locked. While I’m doing that, just in case it is locked, and something tells me it is, you go down to the office and see if you can find someone who has a school key. Okay?” Happiness filled her eyes again, although strangely the amateur nervous look returned with it. “Okay.” she answered. I flashed her a brief, closed-mouth smile then went off to the third ‘floor.’ Basically, our school just had five sections, diving the classrooms up by their areas of concern and labelled them under different sets of hundreds, but were too lazy to call them ‘sections,’ so they decided to save two letters and call them ‘floors,’ despite the school being basically two-story. Despite not being familiar with the floor (it mostly dealt with geography and non-English languages, subjects I did not take in first semester), thanks to the sectioning I found the room easily. Expecting the worst, I tried the doorknob. To my surprise, it opened. The room was open. At any other high school, this might have been commonplace or even a pleasant surprise, but for me it was just perplexing. I knew for a fact that the custodians always made sure to keep all of the doors locked by 3:30. If any one room was open (particularly one that had kitchen supplies one might see as valuable) it could only be the result of a massive oversight. One that would probably need to be reported. Throwing that topic off of my mind, I scanned around the room. The room itself was pretty big, so it could have been stashed away anywhere, but Megan’s backpack was definitely not in plain sight. I putzed around the room, looking under desks, but couldn’t find anything. I heard footsteps behind me, and turned around to see Megan enter the room. She must have ran to the office… There wasn’t any other way she could have gotten here so fast. “Hey,” I said to her, still looking around. “I hate to say this, but I don’t think your backpack is in here.” hardcore “I know.” She replied softly, closing the door. Wait, she knew? I was suddenly about as nervous as she looked. “What do you mean, you know?” I asked, my worry probably coming across as anger. “I put my backpack in my locker right after school. I just wanted to ask you something alone, that’s all.” She told me. I still felt uneasy. “We were alone in the hallway for a long time! Couldn’t you have asked me then?” She realized that she had said his name as she came! "Opportunities? And then she hardcore almost shouted, "Oh, I forgot." I amateur glanced down at the screen. “What?
Ashley stood up. “Let’s go to my room.” Ashley turned and went towards her room. Madison followed. They walked through the doorway. Madison shut and locked the door behind them before sitting down on the corner of the bed. Ashley was digging around in her underwear drawer. She pulled out a simple-looking gray dildo. It was modest in length and had a pair of balls on the end. She also took out a bottle of lube. Ashley hopped on the bed and sat against the headboard. “Are you gonna play with hardcore yourself too?” Ashley asked. “Of course,” Madison laughed. “Great,” Ashley said happily. She took off her t-shirt and threw it on the ground next to the bed before reaching back and unhooking her bra, which quickly found its way to the floor next to the discarded shirt. Madison drank in the sight of her sister’s big tits. Ashley’s nipples were already quite hard. As Ashley began to slide her shorts off, Madison began undressing. She took off her shirt and pants, tossing them on the ground near Ashley’s clothes. Ashley was now naked except for her thong, and Madison was wearing just her bra and panties. “Are you ready to see my pussy again?” Ashley giggled. “Absolutely.” Ashley hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her thong and slid the garment down her thighs. After tossing her underwear on the floor, she leaned back and spread her legs, giving Madison a good view of her vagina. “I’m just gonna masturbate normally until I’m warmed up,” Ashley said, tracing her fingers gently up and down her slit. Madison nodded, sliding her own hand down into her panties. She began to play with herself. Ashley followed suite, rubbing her clit and moaning amateur softly. The two sisters watched each other as they pleasured themselves. Madison’s eyes traced over Ashley’s body, moving from her sister’s tits to her pussy and then back again. Ashley slowly slid her index and middle finger into her pussy. She began to fuck herself gently. Madison moaned. “Okay, I think I’m ready. Usually I just start with a finger and go from there.” Ashley scooted forward, moving towards Madison and away from the headboard.
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