Stop thinking about it - it’s in the past. Now concentrate on your education. And so she did. For the rest of the day, she successfully put all thoughts of Darius and her little lesbo episode out of her mind. She had lunch with Naomi and Scarlett, kept herself under control, and made it through the day. Isabelle roused from her deep slumber the next day; the sunrise painting her room with daylight. She had chosen to sleep naked, and although at first she was worried it was a side-effect of her recent horniness, she convinced herself that it was merely more lezbo comfortable. She couldn’t deny however that there was something wonderful about the feeling of her soft white sheets gliding over her sensitive skin as she tossed, turned, and sprawled out on her bed. She rose groggily, slipping her lithe body into her dressing gown and making her way downstairs for breakfast. Her mother, father, and sister were in the kitchen, her sister Daisy stooped over her breakfast bowl. She was a couple of years younger than herself, but just as pretty. Isabelle walked over to hug her sister.. ‘Morning.’ ‘Morning’ Daisy mumbled through a mouth of cereal. Her father Michael was dressed in a suit and was reading the paper, occasionally taking a sip from his mug or biting into some toast. Her mother was packing her lunch, dressed in a black figure hugging lez dress. Isabelle was the only brunette woman in her family; her mother and sister both sported full heads of blonde hair. Isabelle finished up her breakfast and got dressed. She decided that she liked her blouse slightly unbuttoned, but not because of it being at all sexual - God no. Never. It just japanese makes me feel confident! School is stressful, and I need to keep a good state of mind. She’d never really thought of herself as a sexual person, but now she was looking at a pair of 4-inch heels in her room and couldn’t help but imagine what they would do for her figure. Nothing’s wrong with feeling good about yourself, is it? As long as I don’t get too carried away...after all, after I...relieved myself yesterday I did feel a heap load better and I was able to focus much better in my classes. She put them pussy licking on, stood up, and admired herself in the mirror. Her calves and ass had become tighter, accentuating her natural curves, and her shapely legs seemed longer, making her 5’9 body stand tall and erect. She picked up her bag and left for school. Isabelle strode into the hallway, hair tied up in a ponytail, hips swaying side to side; her heels adding a sultry spring to her gait. She relished in the fact that as she made her way through her fellow classmates, eyes would turn her way and linger a little longer than she was used to. Conversations Lesbian would dry out as her co-students drank in her figure. She was high, elated, beaming, and - she caught the eye of Darius. As she continued reading, she could see Hanna, who was sitting Indian style, with legs crossed, lezbo playing with her clit. “We got engaged our first night!” Alexa shouted, proffering her ring. Wild licks. I get a peck on the cheek from Heidi and thankfully japanese just a handshake from Patrick. He reached lesbo his hands around, slapping her ass pussy licking cheeks with loud smacks as she kept riding him, impaling her pussy again and again to please this man who now controlled her completely like a god of pain and pleasure. My eyes travelled from the board to the Lesbian desk, to the board again, back to the desk. Maybe we'll go sledding, I told her. I want her to have to ask permission to use the bathroom. Tim's cock. “You lez can take a photograph of it if you like. Please don’t hurt me, sir.”