Trish then opened her legs showing Steve that under her skirt she wasnt wearing any panties. Steve smiled as he pushed his head into her pussy and sta...ted to use his tongue. Her moaned started to get louder. At this time I heard her moaning had made my way and then saw Steve working Trish pussy. (So your aware where me catching them comes into their fun.) To my knowledge neither saw me as I made my way to the other girls. Trish had soon cummed in Steve face. As he was working her pussy he was. It’s one of the ones where the sales associates all wear the same athletic uniform. In our store, it changes from week to week, and I’m the one who decides. Given my other fetishes, it often includes spandex or tight nylon in one form or another. I’ve got a small workspace off to the side of the cash registers , where I handle the usual day-to-day stuff that keeps a retail store moving. I’ve also got an ISDN line to the net and that’s where I get my fix of erotica whenever the mood strikes.. I couldn’t believe it: here I was, naked from the waist down, my teacher’s hand resting atop the area of my shaved pubes. The very teacher whom I had lusted after since I started at the school only months ago, the very teacher whom I had fantasies about fucking. He was acting as if nothing was going on, still reading from than damned booklet. I desperately wanted him to turn to me, rip my top off and acknowledge the arousal he was deliberately causing. His finger slowly slid between my pussy. It gave me a sick feeling in my stomach but also a raging hard cock, thinking of my mom Ann in fear, helpless, naked and totally humiliated, all alone and VERY far from home...Then it happened.The first video was posted on the blog the next day...It showed my mom again...Still barenaked with her hands handcuffed behind her back, she was being forced to sit on the dirty floor of some kind of cellar or warehouse, and she was ordered to put her legs through the center opening of a rubber car tire.