"Tearing open the envelope with his newly lengthened fingernails, Dan reached in and extracted a sheet of paper. Unfolding it, he noticed an official...looking seal at the top, and under that, some text that began with the word: "Greetings:" --- and two airline tickets."Can this get any crazier... special delivery mail... airline tickets... I KNOW this must be a dream." Sighed Dan."Well, what does it say...what does it say" Demanded Karen impatiently."Ok... ok... let's see..." Greetings:Our. I then stood up and went to her hamper, and grabbed a pair of her panties. I sniffed them before lowering my pants and jerking off into them. I came rather quickly. That’s when the guilt once again set in. I dropped to the floor and started crying. I was tormented by my newfound desires. I wasn’t supposed to have feelings like these. I wanted my feelings to be normal.After showering I tried to do some work, but I couldn’t concentrate on it. I sent some emails to clients letting them know I. My tongue lapping up her juices and teasing her clit. My hands slide beneath her, grabbing her ass and moving her slightly to give my tongue better access. It also allows my fingers to reach her ass hole. My tongue slips into her pussy as a finger slips into her ass. As my tongue fucks her pussy, one hand plays with her clit, as another couple of fingers push into her ass and start fucking her. As I continue fucking her she begins moaning and writhing, grabbing the bed cover as her hips buck. The opposing coach and team were laughing at them.Suzie said, “That’s a nice outfit. She looks very feminine in it.”“You’d look good in it,” Sean said agreeing with her.“You’ve just got to love her. She’s got a style that is all her own,” Coach Reynolds said grinning.“She’s a great teacher,” Sean said.“Yes, she is,” Suzie said.Coach Reynolds asked, “Did she teach you about poetry yet?”“Yes,” Suzie said looking over at Sean to make sure that he didn’t start talking about poetry. He was still.