My fingers slowly moved upwards. She said no I pretended not to understand, and continued. My fingers got in touch with her love hole. I rubbed her tr...angle. I pulled her closer. She was standing with tight thighs, I was now feeling her pubic hair, very thick and curled hair there and played with her pubic hair, then down below, my face on shoulder and ear side, I touched her vagina lips. I pulled her vaginal lips fingered her vagina canal and continued rubbing and fingering there.She moaned. I think I masturbated a half a dozen times that night, thinking of what I saw and how I shouldn't been involved.The next day, walking into Mr. Jones' class, I thought of that huge dick of his and how delicious it looked. I thought of how his cum must taste like candy. Oh how I wanted to lick that sweet lollipop of his!Mr. Jones' class was the last of the day, so I decided that I would talk to him after class. When the bell rang, my heart began to race, and my panties became soaked. Nervously, I. I must have drifted off to sleep for 15 minutes in the dark room. I awoke when I heard a woman's voice. She must have been speaking to a passing security officer. I quickly went into the small toilet and closed the door.It was a nurse who was checking Peterson Sr.'s vitals. She also woke him for some medication. Peterson Sr. seemed to still be functioning okay as he thanked the nurse as she left. He wasn't the same man I remembered from my high school days. Physically he looked like a skeleton.. Nevertheless, you will see her reaction to her first experience with Lesbianism. When you're ready, my dear."Faustina, wearing boots, leather skirt and bra, all black, nodded to Juan, then bowed to the audience. Smiling, she moved to the table and began running her hands over Paula... Cringing, Paula said, "Don't... please don't touch me like that."Ignoring her, Faustina rubbed her palms over Paula's soft abdomen and cupped one of her firm young tits. "She is very lovely, no?"Paula squirmed,.