"Sharon smiled and slowly bent through her knees until her face was level with her mother's crotch. She could smell the arousal. Her mother may have b...en wet for some time now, probably in anticipation for the arrival home, but maybe simply from fantasizing about being done in the office, right in front of everyone. Her mother had shared this fantasy with her daughter; a fantasy of a good hard fucking or a good hard eating out in the middle of the office where she works, as all of her. I taught 4 classes and I basically only had to work 4 days a week. The school was all fancy and picturesque, made of stones and with curtain drapes all over. But the students... these were pretty much exactly what I remembered from my days. Only richer more self-entitled. And with shorter skirts and enticing cleavages. Good lord these girls were sexy. - Good thing I outgrew that boner phase of high school. - I thought walking down the main hall. - I'd be in serious trouble if I were a student. “There is no direct translation from Araxie to English, but roughly speaking, it is called a ‘high nester’. It’s a bird whose meat is highly prized, but they only nest high in the treetops, and they’re extremely alert creatures. Only the best and stealthiest hunters can climb the trees while making as little noise so as not to startle them and send them fluttering into the sky.”“People say that everything tastes like chicken,” he replied, finishing off his own can. “These are the birds that I. “Oh my God! Are you okay? Did I hurt you? I’m sorry!”“I think I just had an orgasm,” she said, still looking like she was in shock.“Really?”“I think so. Just a little, tiny one. I didn’t think I was that worked up.”“Is that weird?”“I don’t know. On Scarleteen, every time someone asks whether something is weird, the short answer is always no. So I’ll just go with it.”“As long as you’re okay.”“I am, but you’ve lost your erection.”“Panicking will do that. Don’t worry about it. I’m okay to quit.