St. Catherine's is an exclusive, private all-girls school in Toorak. Full of rich, entitled young ladies they are well known for their blue-grey school uniforms and rich-girl airs. To promote the school to parents of prospective new students, the school arranges for some of the older girls - all eighteen year olds - to act as 'tour guides'. Online bookings can be made to visit the school on certain evenings.
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"Hello, Sirs. Have you come for a tour of our school?" She smiled sweetly at the two middle aged men as they approached the grand front door of the school. In a hand behind her back she clutched the cherry chapstick which she had just applied to her plump, pink lips.
Favouring older men, she sized them up discreetly, admiring their fatherly, slightly stern looks. They stood before her, clad in smart looking suits.
"That's right, young lady. Are you going to show us around?" The older of the two men spoke as the other, slightly younger one - perhaps in his mid-forties - looked down at her, offering a half smile.
She was beautiful. Dark hair, slender body and nice, perky tits. His eyes drank in her tight teenage body, dressed in her blue-grey school uniform. He noted her cute face and lovely mouth. His cock tingled as he watched her glistening lips as she spoke.
"I certainly can. I shall be your private tour guide for the evening." She giggled and beamed as she performed a cute little curtsy. Reaching out to grasp the door knob, she pulled open the large ornate entry door. "Please, won't you both come inside."
The older man smiled and shook his head. "No, no. We'll come after you." She nodded and slipped inside, agiley flinging the heavy door open so they could easily follow. The men slyly smirked at each other and watched her from behind, her young body moving fluidly. She looked very cute in her uniform, with long sky-blue socks and a matching ribbon in her pony tailed hair. She could feel their eager eyes following her and she felt her cheeks flush and her pussy heat up in her panties.
"We're going to insist on a very thorough inspection," the younger man said in a pretend, authoritarian voice as he looked her up and down. He grinned and walked in past her, brushing her as he passed by. She wasn't wearing a bra under her dress and she gasped slightly as his arm grazed her nipples.
"Oh, sorry... how clumsy of me!" he smiled as he reached out to gently grasp both her nipples through her dress. Surprised, she recoiled slightly, but he lent toward her and kept rolling her hardening nipples between his fingers.
"Um, please ... Sir... shouldn't we start the tour?" She panted with pink cheeks as the older man moved around behind her. He reached up under her dress to yank down her white, cotton panties in a single, swift motion.
"We've already begun, haven't we..." the guy in front snapped as he pushed himself into her body and started kissing her open mouth, his tongue eagerly exploring hers.
Her juices were flowing now and she felt a finger brush over her mound and slip into her bald pussy from behind. Her slender legs trembled as the older guy finger-fucked her moist, bare gash and the other guy french kissed her mouth. He begun unbuttoning the front of her school dress with his experienced hands.
"We're both going to fuck your tight, juicy cunt, you saucy little whore," the old man whispered in her ear, "and pump our hot seed inside you!"
She moaned into the mouth of the other man as a second finger slipped deep up her slippery fuckhole.
Sucking, kissing and moaning sounds echoed in the entrance hall as the heavy door swung closed. The place was deserted, apart from the two guests and the cute schoolgirl they were busy devouring.
Suddenly they stopped. The men each grasped a slender arm and hauled her into an adjoining waiting room. Finding a nice leather couch along a wall, they pushed her onto her back so that she lay sprawled on the couch, looking up at them.
