Were talking a matter of millimeters, but when it comes to technically touching your teachers tits, it was a huge difference. It didnt matter that it ...as just my wrist, it was the fact that she hadnt stopped it, and in fact, was leaning ever so slightly into it. The kind of subtle confirmation guys are trained to look for when getting handsy with a girl, the point where she either stops you or very blatantly doesnt. Im not saying you have to become a theater major, she said, turning to look at. I was spellbound, dumbfounded, and hypnotized by her breasts. They beckoned to me, and I just lowered my face and nuzzled into those enormous, beautiful mounds. Her soft, warm flesh enveloped my face, and I licked and kissed her, and squeezed my arms around her, pulling her closer as she cradled my head. Her already bulging tits swelled higher around my face as I squeezed her.“That’s it, baby. You’re such a good boy. You suck on these big, fat titties.”I rolled my tongue across her breasts,. ”Tori looked around at each of us. “Is that OK with you? As I said, mom and I have talked and come to this point. Personally, I’d just as soon be a full participant, but in the islands the legal age without restrictions is eighteen and I don’t want anybody going to jail just because I have an itch that needs scratching.”Kate smiled and nodded, reaching over and holding her daughter’s hand. She too looked at the others in our circle and me. I thought she was worried about us judging both Tori. “Must…learn…self…control,” reciting in my head while each footstep clinked onto the floor with my stiletto heels. While trying to refrain from pussy juices gushing in my panties, I sat next to Jake. Abruptly, I felt a slight hand pulling my black pencil skirt, slowly. My thighs were quivering, yet he was nonchalant. I had to keep a poker face. Self control was not an option. The viscosity of pussy juices flowed freely on Jake’s finger. I had slowly exhaled. “Count each time my finger is.