She noticed, though, that Johnny Howard had not been to the bathroom and that the handsome lad had retained his big cock-bulge through every class.

Johnny, of course, was keeping his hard-on until he could seek the solitude of his tree house.

But Sheena didn't know that and the naughty girl was puzzled. Was she losing her charms for him?

Well, evidently not, since the bulge in his jeans had gotten larger class by class, and he had stared at her so lasciviously that his eyes had nearly burned into her belly and tits like laser beams.

Sheena was intrigued.

She decided that it was time to get to know Johnny Howard better.

A lot better.

When Johnny came out of the school following the final class, Sheena Stratton was perched on the wall beside the front walk.

He gulped. Her knees were parted and her crotch was fully displayed. The tiny panties seemed to be molded to her pussy, the crotch band dragged up into her cunt gash as if by suction!

Johnny halted and looked up her short skirt in a sort of mesmerized awe. His cock jumped so savagely that it almost knocked his schoolbooks from his grasp as he held them in front of his loins to hide his hard-on.

Then the innocent youth realized how he was gaping, and he blushed and looked up at her face – and found that Sheena was grinning impishly at him.

Holy cow, he thought.

She must have seen where I was looking – and she doesn't seem to mind!

Johnny had never dared to hope he might get a crack at the sexiest girl in school, other than within his own fevered mind. Now he began to wonder if Sheena was really as naughty as she looked.

She slid gracefully down from the wall, and his attention shifted to her jiggling tits.

"Hi, Johnny," she said, batting her long, silken lashes in a come-hither fashion.