It's not like I don't know how to relieve my throbbing cunt." I noticed that her voice had taken on a husky tone and she seemed to be relishing saying...the dirty words as she displayed herself before us. One hand crept down and parted the swollen lips and a finger began to tease her clit. As she played with herself, she continued speaking, "I'm not really masturbating myself like you two, I'm just showing you both that I am capable of playing with my own dripping pussy, just like a common slut.". Thompson, use me. Enjoy me. I'm so wet and horny. I want your cock in me. Please.”“How can you resist?” Daddy asked.The teacher groaned, and then his hands shot to my tits, squeezing them. Daddy moved his hands away, giving my teacher unfettered access to my breasts. Mr. Thompson leaned down, his breath washing over my nipples.“So firm,” he groaned. “I haven't held a pair of tits like this in twenty years.” His fingers brushed my nipples. I shuddered. “Such a responsive slut.”“So responsive,. With the most charming of smiles, he lifted his mighty hand and touched under her pretty chin and said, “And here it is I would beg you to stay if not for...” The thought seemed to slip his grasp and after a brief pause he changed the subject. The two chatted briefly about acquaintances and events about the shire.She so enjoyed his easy, aptycock banter and grandiose gallantry. She would have gladly spent the remainder of the day in his gaze and trading eliads in the warm summer light, but she. ” Another pause, “Yes, after your husband lubricated it for him.”Mom hung up and said, “She will be here early. She has been thinking about you a lot lately. Apparently she saw you playing with yourself a month ago when she was on her way to the bathroom. Remember, she and her husband were over here playing cards with your father and I.”I remembered them being here but I didn’t remember Mrs. Jenkins catching me jerking off.School dragged but just soon as that last bell rang I was out of there.