She opened a couple cans of vegetables and had a quick meal ready in a few minutes. Then she got a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and poured the... each a glass.The two women ate dinner quietly as they stared at one another. There weren't any words to describe how they felt. There weren't any necessary.Sam had let the sheet slip carelessly down her back, baring her chest. Every time she looked at Sally, she saw her smiling. It was as if the smile was burned onto her face. She watched her. I'm sure the view from the outside showed us both in our erect glory, waiting for act 2 to begin.And so it did. With one of his hands still on his cock and the other on my ass, he leaned forward and licked my head, then took it into his mouth, slowly sliding down the length until his nose was almost in my pubes. The sensation was stellar, I could feel his lips around my shaft and his tongue rubbing on my underside. He kept it up for minutes, then I reached down and wrapped my hand around his. ..Telling you that this...monster should be locked up before he causes any other students to get hurt...or worse.” said Mr. Cohen vehemently, spittle flying from the corner of his mouth and landing on Principal Gramm’s desk.The dark skinned principal eyed the bubble of spit before taking out a napkin and wiping it off with a pencil. He then ran his hands through his graying head of hair and sighed mournfully. “I’ve already told you Mr. Cohen, the officers cannot lock away a promising student. "I mean, it looks very nice on you." Were you gonna say, 'pretty'?" It wasn't hard to guess what Aunt Joanhad stopped herself from saying, but I still needed to hear her answer.Aunt Joan nodded slowly. "I'm sorry, Bobby. I've gotten so used to itjust being me and my girls, it just slipped out." It's okay." A question popped up into my head, but it took a whilebefore I had the nerve to ask. "Do you think I look pretty?" I think.... I think we need to sit down and talk." Aunt Joan held myfree.