You smile at the grimace on my face as I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling of being masturbated by your titty. You begin slowly swaying back and for...h, using both titties against my dick. First the softness of one breast, then the hard nipple, then the other soft breast, then the hard nipple, then you reverse directions, over and over, rubbing my dick until my balls begin to tingle. I begin to protest. I want you to cum too, not just me. But once again, you put your finger on my lips,. I was embarrassed and said "what makes you think that? i'm not sure why you would ask me that". She replied "well firstly i have often noticed you looking at my legs in class and you clearly like them so you must like them in my tights as i always wear tights". "and then when you were helping me on saturday i also noticed you looking at my feet when i was wearing my tights several times without my shoes on". "And finally when i emptied my laundry basket to do my washing on Sunday i noticed. “Aww,” I mock complained.“Don’t worry, she’s a heavy sleeper when she’s drunk. Just don’t step on her, ok?”I kissed her forehead. “Of course,” I mumbled into the hair on top of her head. It smelled nice, like some tropical fruit. She made a cute little sigh of contentment as she rested against me, and we sat like that for a few minutes.She started, and I realized she had been nodding off. “Imma gonna go now. See you soon,” she slurred to me, and staggered to her feet with a little help. I. "I'm not scared."She looked up at me with thankful, loving eyes.I said, "I'm proud of you. You earned this. You deserve it. And after you leave here today, you'll be in a place where you can be yourself. Mr. Buchanan won't be around to make you feel like a criminal for being yourself."Her eyes shuttled quickly to one side and she whispered, "Evelyn and Tasha are coming back." She gave my arm an extra squeeze and, looking down, she sent me a secret smile. "Thank you, hon."Within five minutes the.