He only knows that I work as a housekeeper here. I wish to be loyal to you first of all.”My cock was wilted and out of her by now as I hugged and ki...sed her. “Yasmin, neither of us owns you. We are your friends, not your owners. It is completely your choice whether or not you continue to have us as your lovers and also what you do or don’t do with Antonio. All I ask is that you make choices wisely and carefully.”There were tears in her eyes as she kissed me and we snuggled together to sleep.Two. "Mrs. Whitman, please don't do this. This isn't right." Angel pleaded.But Mrs. Whitman ignored her. She pushed Angel's arm away and made her put both hands back on the table The old woman wrapped her hands around Angel's waist and held the girl firmly."Now listen my sweet little girl. I'm going to have your body now and if you are smart, you will just go along and enjoy it. I think you might just find this pleasurable. And if I enjoy myself as I hope, then perhaps the outfit you're wearing will. Between bites of sandwiches and sips of diet soda, they talked about how their classes that day were boring and stupid, how their teachers were boring and stupid, except for Mrs. Winter, who had started wearing more and more revealing outfits every day, which was kind of hot, and voluptuous Mrs. Jennings, the music teacher, who had taken lately to either letting her classes simply draw pornographic pictures in class, or personally posing naked for the class, usually in delightfully lewd and. Little did you know how true that was. I rolled the head of his cock against my nipple until he was twitching and I was glistening. When I was wet enough, I took my fingertips and pulled my nipple until his juices became strands between it and my fingers. As thin as those strands were, they roped both of you in. That's when I licked my fingertips. He reached up and tried to rub his thumb across my now sticky nipple. I smacked his hand away. He began to understand just how much in control I.