Her precious flute—one of the first things she’d ever stolen—was still safe in her saddlebag. The harp was worth more, but the flute had always ...epresented a different life to her. It would have hurt to lose it.“We’ll stop at the general store on the way out and pick up some supplies, and the makings of a lean-to like mine. The weather’s nice, so you don’t really need a full tent, and besides, this trip has already cost me more than I’d make even if I turn in your bounty.” He said that with a. Angique smelled the flimsy fabric, inhaling deeply.Then she said: "Open your mouth, girl".Kristie looked surprised and the surprise made her slow. Angique slapped her face with the damp panties."Open, slut! Don't make me wait!"At last the blonde girl opened her mouth. She felt the thong being pushed between her teeth. It slid back down her tongue. She almost gagged on it."Get rid of the bra, girl. In Villa all my girls are naked. All the time."Kristie's tits spilled from her bra when she opened. "Thanks for doing this for me, you are a great friend," I said. She kissed me on the cheek as I left. When I got back, I was exhausted myself, and I went right to bed, sleeping soundly.When I woke up the next morning, I went into the bathroom to see how my hair had turned out. I undid the band, and gently brushed it out. It was fuller than ever, with a nice wave. I decided to go all out with it, and not tie it back. I brushed it over my shoulders; go dressed and went to go see Beth. When she. I left her office in a daze, not quite able to believe that I had just been given a blow job by my teacher. That night I can tell you I wanked reliving the experience and imaging what was going to be in store for me come Saturday. Thursday and Friday seemed to last years, and I did not sleep a wink on Friday night. Finally the appointed hour arrived, and Mrs Diamond picked me up in her BMW and drove me to her house. I sat ridged in her car, noticing that she was wearing a tight low cut top and.