I started to massage her back first. Though I am not a professional massager but slowly she started enjoying.I got to know it from her slow moans. Aft...r back, I was massaging her legs. Slowly I was getting closer to pussy or vagina. I had a tent in my pants. But she was unable to see it. Accidentally I touched her pussy. There I got to know that she was clean shaved. And also that she was wet. I then asked her to be on her back. Without uttering a word she was on her back. I asked her that. . and more words being exchanged. Their youthful curiosity had been pushed away by the strangeness of the two men, but familiarity with that strangeness seemed, somehow, to allow curiosity to bubble back up to the surface.Rough spots were identified, and Erica stopped things to go over those scenes, again and again, until the roughness was smoothed over. That meant large numbers of kids had nothing to do. Watching the same scene over and over again was boring.The two men at the front of the. She had a little bit of a tummy but not to bad and a nice size pair of breast ranging from anywhere from high c-cup to a d-cup. So as I took my seat she walked passed me and looked in the hallway and then locked the door…it still didn’t dawn on me why she would be locking the door until later into the extra help.“Miss what can I do to get this grade up?” I asked“There’s not actual work but there is something you can do?”“What is it Miss ill do it?”“You have to… you have to…”“I have to what. "Well, let's see about changing that then shall we?" purred the voice again. Katrina felt soft lips touch hers and a tongue pressed against them as the woman kissed her. Katrina responded by opening her mouth and allowing the tongue entry as she extended her into the woman's mouth. The kiss was exquisite, gentle and sweet as their tongues entwined together. As they kissed, Katrina could feel hands begin to undress her, and then those hands were on her boobs, squeezing them and tweaking them..