I removed her bra and came out her boobs. Those were perfectly shaped and I started licking them like crazy. She was moaning all the way through. I sl...wly went down and removed her pants and turned her the other way. I wanted to feel her arse. It was silky and my hands couldn’t get enough of them. I went down on her feet and started licking each feet finger. She simply moaned and moaned. I slowly rolled back up, with my tongue licking her legs. I slowly came to her thighs. They looked sexy in. As I came out they all scattered. I used one hand to cover up and another to reach for my underwear. She was quick and turned away fast. I managed to get a hold of her arm and let go of my junk to grab my underwear. The other girls laughed. I almost had them when she suddenly shoved my underwear in her pajama pants! Now youll never get them, she taunted. I stood holding her waist, me still naked. There was nothing for it but to reach. I dug into her pants and felt around her soft body for my. There were so many unanswered questions. Katie had made it clear to Munson that she didn't love him. Hell, she'd told him that she didn't even like him. They weren't friends, they were just fuck toys for each other. If that was true, then why? Why would she do things for this man who she didn't even like and then refuse to do the same things for the man she claimed to love? And the things she'd told Munson about her past. Katie was always so prim and proper with me. I never would have suspected. Ms. Cavanaugh was one of those teachers that had brought me through my ordeal. At 36, she had been married and divorced and had no children. She stood at 5 foot 5 and was a very fit 110 pounds. Her hair was naturally streaky blond, lustrous and long. Her body was perfectly proportioned, with firm 36c breasts, thin waist and a near perfect heart-shaped ass. With each passing day my strength grew alongside my lustful fantasies. I was almost totally inexperienced before the accident. I had had a.