Her heart wasn't beating faster, just harder. Now and then she'd curl her toes and try to tense and relax the muscles in her legs. She had to do it sl...wly so her pussy wouldn't contract. It was very wet and she could feel her lips sliding against each other with every move she made. Keeping her legs open made her hot. Keeping them closed was maddening. Keeping them crossed drove her nuts. Sexual thoughts ran rampant through her mind, and she didn't have the willpower to distract herself. What. Why did I become a teacher if I have all this money? Because I love children and I want to make a difference in someone's life. It's funny how I say that yet I don't have any of my own. I do want children someday but I need the right woman to share that experience with. Yes, I am lesbian. Have I had girlfriends in the past? Not since I was 25 but before then, I had a very loving relationship with a woman when I was eighteen. The story of us will come at a later time. I sat there watching. Living in my own place. I am starting to like Ottawa. It is far smaller, quieter and more boring than Boston but I am adjusting. Ottawa is slowly becoming diverse but it is not what I’m used to. There are lots of Arabs, Africans, Asians and Hispanics here but the different ethnic groups keep to themselves as opposed to working together against xenophobia and racism like they do in America. I guess that’s why people of color don’t advance as much in Canada. I want to get my Criminology degree. Tits are a bonus for sure, but I've never cared about them being big. There is not much sexier than a flat slightly toned stomach. She slowly moves her hands down revealing nice perky little tits. They are just enough of a handful which are topped with the cutest little dark nipples. They look perfect on her sexy little body. "Your fucking sexy" I said as go in to lick her nipples. I circled one of her nipples with tongue as my other hand explored her sexy stomach. She let out a sexy little.