Matt eventually continued, his voice barely above a whisper, “But I guess… lately… I’ve felt like I can’t... like I don’t... satisfy you a... much." Alexis put her hand on Matt’s cheek so he would look at her and softly told him "But I've never felt unsatisfied." Alexis saw pain and vulnerability in Matt's face that she had rarely seen in him as he carefully considered his reply. Coaxing him, she said soothingly "It's okay baby. I love you. You can tell me anything." Matt paused for a few more. I slowly lifted up my shirt, looking around to make sure no one was coming. My hands passed my flat stomach and got to my bra. I looked over at Scott and his eyes were glued to my hands and my chest. I took a deep breath and hooked my fingers under my bra and my shirt and pulled them both up to my neck. I closed my eyes, blushing like crazy I’m sure.I think it was 3 seconds later but who knows since time seemed to stop. I quickly opened my eyes and looked at Scott. He was staring at my tits. One day a guy bet me ten dollars to try and slip my hand up her skirt a little and not get caught, while she was bent over helping the girl in front of me. It took me a while to get the courage to do it. A few weeks later, she came to class dressed as sexy as always. I had to do it. She wore a skirt down to her knees that was well fitted around that hot ass of hers, a tight white blouse, a pair of black stockings and high heels.She came over to help the girl in front of me, and she was bent. Your tongue gently caresses my cock as you raise and lower your head, engulfing and then exposing my shaft which is now wet with your saliva. Up and down, in and out, the sensations growing within me with each cycle.My hand finds your pussy encased in your jeans, and I rub up and down between your legs, feeling the warm moisture already beginning to seep from you. I pull down your zipper, and you stop what you are doing long enough to slide off your pants and underwear. I undress, and we turn,.