Kissing his shoulder, she began to slowly stroke his length with her hand. "It's just ... it's just that stupid Mr. Hill. Him and Mrs. Winter, really,...but mostly him. He said if I dress like – well, the way I dressed yesterday – if I wear clothes like that again in school, I'd get suspended. Asshole. He's such a jerk, he doesn't want me to have any fun..." Ah ... I see," Jack said quietly. "That's better. Thought the final calibration was off for a second there. That makes sense." He leaned. But he’d waited this long, why spoil it by moving too fast? So to slow things down a little he spent what seemed like forever to Jane kissing her inner thighs and swirling his tongue over her bare pussy, but not yet touching her clit. Jane’s hips were moving rhythmically in invitation to Matt. God he was driving her mad! Then suddenly his tongue gave a single flick of her clit and she felt desire take over. Her hands found Matt’s head and she pushed it down so his mouth joined with her needy. Only this time itwas Phil flat on his back in the bed, and Cindy's body mounted on top ofPhil, pumping, giving Phil the time of his life."How do you like fucking Cindy, you male slut," Cindy's pretty voiceseductively said, with a smile, as Cindy's body pumped Phil. "You knowyou like it, don't you Phil? DON'T YOU?" Mandy said. I quickly figuredPhil was playing out some fantasy of fucking Cindy, even though he knewthe mind controlling Cindy's body was that of his own wife, Mandy.Cindy, in my. I want to feel you come deep inside me.” “Not yet,” he said and using his arms wrapped around her, turned them both over so that she was suddenly on-top and astride him. “I want you to come again,” he insisted, taking her hips in his hands and pressing her down against him. His still hard cock slid deep inside her, reaching new depths now that she was on top. The feeling of fullness was incredible and amazingly she felt her passion mounting again even though she’d just had a mind-blowing.