Well, they are $3.50 a box, and Im anxious to sell as many as possible, said Abby, thrusting her chest forward. Greg ran his fingers through his dark ...air, and lazily looked down at her breasts. It might convince us to buy your cookies if you were wearing a proper uniform. That blouse is not regulation Girl Scout attire. Marcs face took on a mock-serious look, as he nodded sadly. Abby thought for a second, face burning, then said softly, You are right! Ill take care of that now. She started. We will be doing Nude Zumba."At this point, most of us were taken by surprise. We certainly had not expected this."And naturally, you will all be thinking. Why the hell are we taking Nude Zumba lessons at this time of evening. Well, let me tell you something. After I finish off with you, your bodies will be glistening with sweat, muscles screaming in protest, and above all, after this exhilarating hour, there will only be one thing you will feel like doing. And that would pretty much spoil any. Matt was a bit easier to get between her legs, being in residence. Late night quiet fucks seemed to be OK, or so she thought.Just a couple weeks into the semester she was home alone with Fred who often came back to work on his class preparation. It was midafternoon and she brought him some tea and cookies. He thanked her and then asked, “I have a rather personal question to ask you. Would it be okay?” She nodded so he continued, “I got up to pee the other night and I saw Matt coming out of your. The next thing I knew you pushed me to the bed. With a naughty grin, you hooked my panties down, and spread my legs with both hands. You started kissing my pussy mound, licking them wet. Your hands reached my breasts, and started to roughly kneading them. Generously you licked my pussy, lapping from top to bottom, and corner to corner. I moaned louder, as you lick faster, I can feel the orgasm building up with every flick of your tongue. I was about to explode when you suddenly stop, I felt.