"Don't do what?" I asked, clearly still in a daze."Don't cover that fine work of art" Ash said and put her hand on my butt cheek. My eyes grew wide. S...e smiled as her hand softly caressed my ass. "Ashley, what-" I started to say but she cut me off. "Don't think that I haven't seen you eye me, little sister. I love you so much, so I thought it would only be fair if I were the one to initiate you to the world of pleasure." I grew beet red with embarrassment."Aw, don't be shy. It's not that you. It was difficult.Her hand was so small and so gentle as she first touched then exploredcarefully with her fingers. My cock throbbed in her hand and she gaspedagain. "It feels so alive!" she exclaimed. "No wonder your wife likes it somuch." "Yes, and she's warned me not to let you or your friends drain too muchjuice from it today," I explained with a laugh. "What's too much?" she asked innocently, learning how to slide her handup and down my cock shaft following my own hand. "Stop! . It was during the middle of the week and they had not slept more than a couple of hours at a time in the three days she had been with him when SHE and Natty and Joseph all seemed to decide at once they were going to do some heroin. Aware of the presence of the drug from her first visit during the summer before when Natty was still in the Twin Cities and SHE was still using every third day or so before weaning herself from it except for the occasional fix with Joseph and even less occasionally. By the time I was in my fourth period study hall I was starting to get horny. The teacher watching over the study hall was Ms. Pearson. She was a little on the hefty side with huge tits pushing her blouse out obscenely. She had a pretty round face surrounded by short brunette straight locks. Her dark rimmed glasses gave her the perfect 'school teacher' persona. I thought her best feature were her puffy lips that seemed to be begging to attach themselves to a hard cock.I started to doodle in my.