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I wonder if the students accepting my handshake and certificate can smell my arousal or see my juices running down my legs past the tight miniskirt. In fact, I am certain everyone can see the glistening juice due to the bright stage lights. I have no doubt that Mrs.Belluci is taking her time reading the names as I struggle to compose myself. But the battle was lost before it started; after all, it has been seventeen days.

The buzzing of the toy drums relentlessly, sending shivers to my toes, marching me towards an inevitable climax. I clench my teeth behind the forced smile, determined not to cum. Whatever it may take, I will not succumb to the humiliation even if my face is flushed, pulse racing, pussy pulsating and dripping. I simply will not allow it.

The eyes of the entire student population is before me and the school staff is behind me. I stand in between, my hips trying not to gyrate to the pleasurable humming within. I want to give in to the vibration, let it spread throughout my body. No, I must fight it. Not infront of the whole school.

At last the ceremony draws to a close but I linger around, waiting for others to leave. Mrs. Belluci remains with me, her hand inside her pocket, never missing a beat playing with the remote control. I stand bowlegged, my thighs clamped together, knees bent, attracting a few curious stares. I am gasping for air one moment and holding back my moans the next. My eyes plead desperately with Mrs. Belluci but she just smiles to the students exiting, an armslength away from the stage.

My eyes follow the last student out and immediately I sink onto all fours. My body trembles all over and my heels dig into the floor as the orgasm crushes over me. Instinctively, I cover my hands over my mouth to muffle my loud screams of ecstacy.