She smiled at me as I lowered my dagger.“Serisia?” I asked.“Yes,” she smiled, moving to me. “I was hoping we could talk.”“About?”“My...husband.” She glanced over at him, a proud smile on her lips. “Look at him take Angela. He mastered her body.”I nodded.Her hand reached down and slid between my thighs. They were cool, not alive. She brushed my pussy and frowned. “You're not wet.”“Should I be?”“Isn't he a ravishing creature?” Serisia asked as her fingers caressed my pussy. A hot delight rippled. I have a pass. I was heading to my class when you texted me.”“That endowed teacher, huh?” Mom said, her suspicions growing. “School isn’t just for you to indulge your pleasures. You have to focus.”“Yes, Mom,” I muttered, cheeks burning. “Then I should go. You can lecture me later.”“Mmm-hmm,” she said. I knew she wouldn’t drop this.I sighed and said. “Love you. Got to go.” I hung up and rushed to my next class.Math passed swiftly since it was nearly half-over when I arrived. Lunch was next.. Thankfully, Sharon didn't expect her to say anything."Can I get the two of you anything else?" the waitress asked as she stepped back alongside the table."No thank you," Sharon said as she glanced over to the woman on the opposite side of the table to see if she wanted anything. "Just the check please," she added when Joyce didn't say anything.The waitress placed a small green check down next to Sharon's setting. The redhead pulled out her pen and scribbled her name, room number and how much of. I knew a girl’s cunt could stretch some but was still worried it could be too big to fit sometimes. The closest I had been to real sex was just using my hand to play with my happy spots. All that seemed rather distant at this time. I was staying at my aunt’s farm for a week during spring break to get my mind off the rigors of wrapping up my classes needed for graduation. The weather was unusually warm so I was just wearing tennis shoes, a sleeveless top and a short loose fitting skirt that.