Mary reached over taking his cock in her hand, stroking it and feeling the mingled juices. “Kelly, why don’t you give Mary some of that?” said J...hn, remembering his wife had not had the chance to come. “Why not,” replied Kelly with a big grin. “She said I oughta be a bad whore, too.” She clambered over John, pulled her legs up to sit on his chest, then moved over to Mary’s head, putting a knee on either side of her face, her moist pussy inches from Mary’s lips. She squeezed down on her kegel. You're good atfootball. Are you going to play football with the boys or change overto hockey with the girls?" I'd like to play football, if Mr Smith the Gym Master agrees. I've gotboth kits though, Soccer and Field Hockey. Mummy wasn't sure," Ireplied."Well that's thoughtful. I'll speak to him while your changing. Stayclose to the door and use that bench."As I started to undress I heard her talking to Mr Smith outside in thecorridor. There was a brief chuckle and Miss Forsythe. " I'm at work right now, but I'd like to see you again. Are you busy tomorrow?" I will be at my post at Target again tomorrow. It's doctor day for my Niece so I will have some time to kill." So that is what you're doing, besides girl watching of course. That would be fine. Would you mind if I brought someone with me? I told my best friend what had happened and she wanted to meet you. I wouldn't be taking away prime girl watching time will I?" What makes you think I won't be watching the girl. But she was still talking? Ah. Speaker phone. Nice feature. Almost immediately she stood worked on the zipper of her jeans...and then the button came open. I'm not going anywhere! The light in her room was perfect. Her body was perfect. This girl was pulling her jeans down so fast and feverishly her panties came sliding off with them. Oh my god! Was he telling her what to do? Phone sex? I've heard it being done but I hadn't done it myself, but the look on her face was enough for me to want to.