.. and she had an entirely different look on her face. I could tell that something serious was really bothering her. She just wasn't being her old nor...al friendly self, not with me ... not with anyone. But, I did have one small advantage that most everyone else didn't, we knew one another well enough that I had the courage to ask her what was wrong. It was almost as though she was hoping someone would, though she still fought back the tears in her eyes when I asked her that."I can't talk now. Mona was sitting up in the bed, pillows propped behind her. She looked fully recovered and smiled at me. "Are they all gone?" Yeah, I told them we would drive you..." Damn!" she chirped, swinging her legs from the bed, "I thought they'd never leave! Finally!" She stood and started for the door, her hair tousled and clothes mussed from laying in the bed. But I was in the doorway, and hadn't moved, and she stopped at me, looking expectantly into my face."What..." I blinked with confusion,. "Mmmmm," was all Jean groaned in return as I began long slow strokes into her tight channel to maximise the feeling and prolong the pleasure.I moved again to finger her clitoris whilst my other hand slid up her top to fondle a breast above her bra, feeling the nipple poking hard through the fabric as Jean hissed in delight at my ministrations. It didn't take long before Jean gave a strangled squeal as she orgasmed under my treatment."Oh, I so needed that," she sighed as I continued with the. And a hand steadily pumping on his own thick cock, now swollen and steadily leaking with pre cum. The fire in my veins burned with desire. This guy was getting off . . . watching my tutor eat my teen pussy. With a loud moan, I trembled and came . . . with my teacher's fingers and mouth working desperately on me . . . as the guy next door jacked off to the scene. Michael suddenly stood up, licking off my juices from his broad fingers. He took off his underwear and positioned his cock against my.