We were not welcome in Switzerland or anywhere in Europe. Wanda was pregnant with Markiska, and we had nowhere else to go but America. The three of us...had saved some money, barely enough to get to here. When the war started, it was the last we heard from our husbands. In 1941 we finally made it to Chicago. There are as many Poles here in Chicago as in Warsaw, so it is a good place for us. We had no money and were terribly poor. If it wasn't for the Catholic church helping us, we wouldn't have. .." I barely notice but my hand has moved from the hem of my skirt up my thigh, "sometimes I-" Show me." his voice rings with such clear authority. I can feel myself obeying before I can even think."Sometimes I rub myself on the edge of my chair while you're reading to the class." I push myself foreword on the chair, my skirt sliding back, to reveal a peek of my panties."And...?" And sometimes I rub myself like this." and I take my hand and begin to rub my clit through my panties. I can feel. “Happy birthday!”Bill told me he’d kill me if I ever had a surprise birthday party for him, but I figured something special had to happen on the Big Four O. He couldn’t say three people was a real party anyhow.I think he liked checking Kayla out more than the dinner we slaved over all afternoon. Who could blame him? She looked hot, but I was getting my share of attention, too. I tarted it up a little bit and I guess I made the cut. Well, I was a “babe” after all and I felt a little warm feeling. She pulled away and gave him a naughty grin. His cock trembled in front of her. She took him again. She started at the base, licked his shaft ever so slowly and flicked the tip of his penis with a flourish. She gave him the sex eyes. He closed his. She took him all the way in. She moved her mouth up and down his cock- she wriggled her tongue on his swollen head whilst she had it trapped in her mouth. She went through her various pressure and release options as she worked his shaft- quicker..