After pausing a second,her hands traveled those final few inches. Her fingers engulfed me asshe began a hand job on me, much to my enjoyment. She mani...ulated me tothe edge of release and pulled me back, time after time. All the timeshe was watching me intently."So, why haven't you told me how you want to get off?" she asked as herhands skillfully continued to please me."Because I don't know," I honestly admitted. She never broke her rhythmas she continued to massage my cramped crotch muscle. I gently took a nipple between my thumb and forefinger and rolled it around, then tugged on it slightly. I did the same to the other nipple, all the while continuing to kiss her lips and lashing my tongue around her mouth. I then moved my mouth down to her breasts and sucked one, then the other, making sure that neither one was ignored. I pushed both her tits together and sucked both nipples at the same time. Karen was starting to move around and make moaning noises, slowly moving her pelvis. “Yes, Miss. I really don’t understand how I failed yesterday. I worked so hard preparing for it – honestly, I did.” He spoke frantically.The French Mistress smiled.“Sometimes, we just don’t include the right things in our answers and then that means we don’t get the grades that we’re expecting. Please don’t worry Peter. I’m sure that you’ll do better today.” She shuffled around on her seat.Wendy fought the urge to touch the boy’s hands with her own, fighting to hold them on her knees.“Yes,. Our houses were about a mile apart and we were as close as b*****r and s****r…..closer than most probably. Our schooling took 4 or 5 hours every day, then we had chores to do. We mostly did them together. We did have time for ourselves though….we had a nice spot by a small creek where we could relax in the shade and wade in the creek. It wasn’t deep enough to swim, but it was a great place to cool off. We usually stripped off our clothes so they would stay dry…thinking nothing of our nudity. .