"I hope this is better than girly magazines, Mark," she whispered. I didn't reply, I was busy. "It feels nice, Mark, I like you sucking my nipples." T...en, after a few minutes, she pulled me up. "Do you want to go further, Mark?" I couldn't believe the question but she did ask it. "Yeah, oh, yes, I do," I stammered out. She bent down and got my shorts off me along with my briefs, then stood back up and pulled her shorts down and stood there in a small pair of black lace panties. She took my hand. .............................................................................................................................................................The remainder of the journey was uneventful. Cathy remained snuggled against her lover until the Eurostar train pulled into a bustling Gare du Norde station, shortly before the evening rush hour. Not wanting to face a crush on the Metro, they grabbed a taxi, after first buying some chocolate pastries from a concession on the station. At the same time, Chrissie was well into her afternoon classes. She had not intended to use the working songs topic, but it had worked so well that she followed through with it. The morning's questions had been duplicated several times.By the time Chrissie finished work on Thursday, she almost felt that she might have been teaching for years. In fact, though she didn't realise it, she had; beginning with Alison Yeomans. It was just that she loved music so much it was second nature to her to. “Five more.”Each stroke flicked across her cunt and each brought the same look on Alison’s face. As the last stroke landed she shuddered and her eyes rolled. I was pretty sure she’d just come in front of us all.Mum took over, “Thank you once again, Miss Edwards, I’m sorry you had to hear what you did and having to punish my wicked children.”Miss Edwards smiled, “I was more than happy to help, Mrs. Rogers, in fact, I enjoyed it so please do not hesitate to ask me again.”With that she collected.