"Uhhhhh," she moaned.

Even after Justin's prick stopped sending rope-like streamers of jizz into her pussy, the girl twisted and writhed under his body. Oh, yes, she loved that feeling, loved the sensation of having her cunt filled, really filled by his hot cock.

"Baby, baby, that was one fuckin' good lay. Man, that was fuckin' A, Ginny, real fuckin' A," Justin sighed.

The girl lay there quietly, her arms hanging limply down from the couch. She felt the hot weight of his body against hers, the muscles pressing the air from her lungs. It was all so good, so very, good! It was only when she heard shuffling outside the door that the teen realized both of them were in an extremely compromising position.

"Justin. The bell! Oh, God!"

"Fuck!"

Ginny was still fighting off the glow that made movement almost painful. Justin had pulled from her cunt quickly, streams of his cum oozing from her pussy slit. How she wanted just to lay there with him, to continue feeling his prick stretching her cunt walls apart. But there was no time. She could hear laughter outside in the hall. Even though they were deep in the bowels of the school, surely the coach or some members of the team would be nearby. All they had to do was be seen sneaking from the office and word would be all over school. Pulling her panties from her mouth, Ginny stood up shakily. They were so damp. She couldn't put them on.

"Come on, man. Somebody's gonna come in and find us," Justin said.

Ginny thought of the horrified look on her mother's face if she were to learn the truth, and she dressed frenziedly. Somehow she'd managed to slip on her bra, then get into her skirt and blouse without falling onto the floor. As she sat on the edge of the couch, sliding her feet into the sandals, Justin tucked his t-shirt into his Levi's, bending down and picking up her scattered papers and books.

"My panties!" Ginny exclaimed, taking her books from Justin and heading for the door. She looked frantically around the floor, and couldn't find them.