<div style="text-align: left;"><div class="floatleft">(http://s17.postimg.org/4xuv3fj9b/Kimblushmid.png)</div><br/><strong>Character:</strong> Kimberly Kamitora<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Samantha, Any<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Classroom 2-A</div><br/><hr/><br/>Though Kim wasn't collapsing from pleasure, it was obvious having sustained vibrations in all those places at once was beginning to have an effect. As time went on, her face reddened, flushed with the fruits of all of Samantha's efforts. Even before she got back to her seat, the tomboy couldn't help but bite her lip and had just a little bit more pep in her step. As she sat at her seat, pretending to be the perfect student, her heart pounded.<br/><br/>'More, MOAR!' She cried in her mind, the inner Kim in her just itching to burst out and beg for Sam to quit playing around. Her eyes glazed over as Sam turned up the A-line, right where she was sitting, too. Kim couldn't help but move her hips, spreading her legs (and cheeks) and grinding against the chair. She reached foreward, putting her hands on the edge of the desk and she sat bow-legged and provocative.<br/><br/>She pretended to be paying attention, but when Sam turned up the power on the vibrator taped to her clit, she started to giggle uncontrollably. Her hands clutched at the edge of the desk like it meant life or death and she started to grind even faster against the seat of her chair, her wide stance spreading her rear hole in such a pleasing way... and then, Sam decided to up the ante even more. Kim perked up, arching her back and closing her eyes with a soft exclamation. Her butt was humming so loudly now, providing for her such a strange and delightful sensation. Though thoroughly a lesbian, the girl wanted at that moment... something<em>up</em>there. Something larger than a bullet at least. One of her hands reached up to her breast out of impulse, but she quickly regained control of herself. Putting it back down on the desk was difficult, as her hand almost wandered down to her skirt instead. But no, Samantha wanted to play her little game... and she couldn't just be feeling herself up right in the middle of class!<br/><br/>