She wriggled her pert little ass about invitingly. Then her father dropped onto his side on the floor, lying behind the girl. His cock was jammed into...the trim crack of the girl's shapely ass. He held her by the hips and leaned forward, gazing over her shoulder.With her daddy's eyes upon her, Bonny squealed and began to slurp away with renewed gusto. Jack watched his son's fat prick fucking in and out of his wife's soaking cunt, while his daughter's nimble pink tongue fluttered all over both of. I vigorously licked her inside and out, tongue fucking her pussy and sending her into a massive orgasm. Her legs wrapped tightly around my head drawing me in close. Her clit began to get harder an I could feel her body melt with every flick of my tongue. As I started to slow down I realized that it had actually been ten minutes and the mold was more than set. I was able to slide my dick right out of it because it had softened up a little bit from lack of action. I got up, took the mold over to. The following week I handed in my Art homework as usual it had been a landscape and I knew that I could do that okay so I had no worries, school went on and I sat my exams and on the last day of term I once again saw Miss Cartwright. "Are Peter, your last day at school have you learnt your lesson in how to behave and not to fantasize over your teachers" 'There is only one teacher I fantasize over Miss and that is you' I felt bold now as it was the last day of term and I reasoned that she could. They were gentle at first, running in circles over my nipples and running all over the flesh of my chest. My mouth was wide open, shocked that this was happening to me or was it the feelings that he was forcing through my body. It felt good to have his hands exploring everywhere over my naked body but I knew I didn't want him to make me feel that way. I begged. "Jon...Please stop." "Ahhhh...I can't" He said almost breathlessly as his hand moved from my tits to feel the flat of my stomach and.