I resumed my grip or his cock and worked on jerking him off. He lay there without moving for a while before I felt his fingers again pushing their way...into my pussy. I moved my legs to allow his access and soon he was matching my movements with strokes of his own with two fingers in my very wet entry.I stopped thinking about why Uncle Bill chose today to visit, knowing I was alone, now I am pleased I didn't think too hard about my reaction to his unexpected presence. In my mind I was. After 5 to 10 mints i asked her whether i culd help her any how she said no but as i insisted she asked me to apply some oil in her hair to make her a bit relieved. I agreed to her she made me to seat on the bed and she sat down in between my legsi than started to apply oil in her hair after few minutes i made her to seat closer so tht i culd get more comfertable. Frm the upper side i had a great view of her bra and i can see her white fleshy mangos a bit frm there as she was wearing a gown. " Moments later, she introduced me (still not looking at me) to Christine. Christine took me to the racks and asked me if I knew what I was looking for. I took Christine's hand and asked her if she had ever fit a man. She had once. I then told her how absolutely proud I was of myself for being in the store and going through with this. She told me not to worry, we'd be fine. She asked me if I knew what my dress size was and if it was similar to men's sizes. I told her I wear a size 14. When she began teaching Literature at the local senior high school a few months ago, many older teachers, unfamiliar with her, asked her what grade she was in. With her long straight blonde mane that reached half way down her back, her big green eyes and baby face she was a favorite of the male students. The students nicknamed her Mrs. Suvari because she looked so much like the actress, Mena. Our sex life was fine but I wanted to know what she fantasized about when we made love. I asked her if.