Joann and I went in. I followed her to her locker and watched as she opened it. I stood in front of the locker next to hers and fumbled with the lock....What the hell are you doing, your locker is over here?I looked at her, red faced,"Thanks, I told you I was out of it this morning. You don't happen to know my combination do you?" You really are out of it this morning, she said, opening her locker door wider and pointing to a piece of paper taped to the top of the door. We always do this just in. With a twist to my telempathy, and one I hadn’t really known I had, I comforted Margaret, and placed the suggestion in Arlene’s mind that Margaret’s boobs were incredibly attractive to her -- although they might already have been. For whatever reason, Arlene and Margaret were soon passionately involved in breast play, Arlene sucking Margaret’s while twisting around on the bed so Margaret could reach hers, fondling and squeezing. For a moment, I felt out, until I realized that each gorgeous. Angie was now moaning loudly and squeezing her breasts, Deb had 2 fingers inside her and her other hand rubbing her clit, juices were running from her cunt lips, the middle aged woman slid a finger between her legs her dark pubic hair separated as she found her clit. I started fucking Liz harder, the sound of me slapping against her ass rang out. Angie started to orgasm, her body writhing as Deb fucked her pussy, the guy stroking his cock was getting faster and faster, Liz was pushing back on. I only needed a second to adjust the camera, making sure I was in screen before I sat back down again."I'm sorry, I fell asleep." I said with a slight chuckle. He just smiled as he leaned back into his chair, brushing his hand through his messy dark hair. "Did you miss me?" I asked, my fingers brushing over the neckline of my tshirt. "I always do." He answered, giving me another smile. His voice always drove me crazy, it almost didn't suit his appearance or his personality. His voice was deep,.