I could feel his hands pinching my nipples. “How was that?” he asked as he looked up at me with my pussy juice was all over his face.“That was g...od but I want more! Keeping eating I want to cum more!” I told him.He lowered his head back to my pussy and started eating again. I now laid back and rocked my hips and watched as my teen boy lover ate me. I was so close to cumming again but needed just something push me over the edge. “Push one of your fingers against my butt hole and rub it while. Once every two months. Otherwise, it became routine. But this was a different situation. Monica hadn’t danced in months—well, she hadn’t danced for any of the boys for a while. Once a month, after school, usually on a Friday, Houlihan had her strip for him. After she was naked, he tickled and spanked her, giving her that crazy thrill that what she was doing was wrong, but it felt so good. She liked it and doing this would get her into Georgetown. So Blake was a little surprised that Monica. But I knew what I wanted and had set my sights on, and he was currently in his Santa costume. As we finished for the day Alfred complained about how he felt a bit chilly on the legs. I mentioned that he could wear some tights under his costume. It’s what I would do.‘I could,’ he said, ‘but I don’t know…if someone notices it could be tricky.’‘Tell you what I have a pair of shimmery cream tights, that I sometimes wear at home for dancing or just lounging around…you could wear them, they haven’t. "I owe you a debt of gratitude for saving me from displaying myself in a rather inappropriate fashion in front of students," she said as her nimble fingers flitted over each of the buttons.I said, "I was more than happy to help."She said, "I know, but I want to know...did you enjoy the view as much as I enjoyed your big hand on my ass?" "I did, very much," I said with a smile on my face as I looked into her eyes, seeing where this was heading, "but it did make me a bit hungry." What for?" she.