Charles thought that maybe Ivy decided to leave him alone out of guilt. If it had not been for her, he wouldn't have ended up sick. Charles had worked...for his mom the entire week, including Thursday.Three more weeks had gone by and he still hadn't bumped into Ivy. By then it was already somewhere around Autumn, in the middle of September. The sun no longer went down by 10PM, but by 9PM or even before that time.A week came where his mom (Sara) got sick and Charles had to be the one to run the. She then began using both her hands to explore my body. First by cupping and squeezing my breasts underneath my shirt, then by sliding one hand over my belly and then underneath my miniskirt, rubbing my pussy lips and clit.Suddenly she threw me with my back on the sofa and laid on top of me, staring me straight into the eyes."You are really turning me on, little minx. Just my type, so sweet and submissive!" and after saying that she ripped open my shirt and aggressively removed my bra, exposing. I pulled my fingers out and licked one of them. The taste was interesting, unlike anything I'd ever tasted before. I decided to try it directly from the source. My lips parted, my tongue teased the opening of her pussy. I felt her react. Sliding my tongue inside, I curled it just past the boned roof of the entrance. This time she really reacted. The more I played with this spot, the more goo. I gave my tongue one hard thrust directly into this place and a suddenly gushed into her. Even if I do survive, there are sit-ups to accomplish, then the remaining calisthenics, and finally, the morning run. Why does my race cause my body to mature so slowly? she despaired."I'm waiting," her tormentor said, and she knew he was smiling while he waited for her to admit that she couldn't do it.It is very fortunate that they have not yet issued weapons, she thought as her temper began to flare."Get up. Ring the bell and slink off the drill field," he said much louder.She knew the DI.