”“And this is what you do? Bend over for any student who wants to fuck you?”I can tell all this dirty talk is making her crazy with lust. She pu...hes her thumb in farther when I hesitate to answer.“Unnngh,” I moan. “Yes, Bernadette. I bend over for any student who wants to fuck me.”“There's a word for that, you know.”“I know. I'm a whore, and that's all I want to be.”“I know you're a whore,” she says, then slaps my ass, hard, like she's punishing me for telling her something she already knows.. But I like to tease, so I avoided the main areas and started licking her sweat from her navel and pelvis, and it was so tasty, like some nectar. I was feeling really kinky and I have a little fetish for female sweat. This made her shudder and she began to push her pussy closer to my lips.Then I slowly moved on to her pussy and started lapping up those juices, flicking my tongue all over the inner lips.Every now and then, I would tap it with my fingers, and then insert my tongue deep inside her.. She figured her mother liked the maids more than her own daughter, especially since Keri would catch them all sitting in the living room, enjoying a cup of ice tea, while Keri was cleaning and sweating. This infuriated her every time she saw it. So there she was, on her hands and knees in the back yard, digging with a little miniature shovel in the dry dirt. It didn’t take long for the sweat to start to form on her neck. Keri kept digging…digging with hatred, stabbing at the dirt as if it were. I stopped the car on the side of the road, and look at him. He was asleep, and thought that I was taking him home after our date. I kissed him on the cheek, and he didn't stir. I then proceeded to run my hand up his thigh. This sirred him a bit, and I giggled as I saw his cock start to enlarge. I unzipped his pants and pulled his stiffy out though his underwear. He started to breathe heavily and groan groggily as I started to wank him. I suppose he was about to come when he woke up abruptly,.