‘Can I just request, Mr Thompson, that you fuck my pussy for a few minutes. I feel that might add some lubrication to you. I’m sure you wouldn’t...want to hurt me.’ ‘Of course,’ Steve said, shifting behind her. She backed on to him a little, arching her back a little more to present her dripping pussy. He slid straight in with a groan. She was hot and slick inside. Monumentally so. She joined in with his groans as he enjoyed a few ponderous, slow strokes in and out of her. His hands clasped her. I started rubbing harder watching the action. He was now telling her to use her tongue as a dildo as she was pushing it deeper and deeper in his ass. His cock was rock hard as I saw him turn around and sit. Pointing to it, Sue my daughter engulfed it in her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down on it. He was telling her to get it harder because he was going to shove it in her slut ass hard. I came at the thought and bumped into the door. Both stopped what they were doing as I ran back. ..“ Shit... if she really was a prude, she'd be offended if I thought she was too slutty, but if she had wanted to get laid but been unable to, I'd be risking making her feel bad for being undesirable... so I just stopped talking.She had set her wine glass down and was leaning back on the couch, arms behind her head. Was she doing this on purpose, trying to get me to look at her tits? I tried to retain eye contact, or look somewhere else, but I noticed them alright. Hell, I found myself. Sister Agnes had already confiscated their filthiest articles of undies and some items of dubious merit from their belongings and she had no intention of turning them in because she was curious to see how they looked on her in her private mirror. The sight of her sinning weakness of the flesh was a trial for her but she knew she would be forgiven just as long as she maintained an acceptable shield of proper behavior. It was important for her to be a good role model for the students at all times.