As sensual as her touch was, I just was not getting aroused. My mind started to wander from the woman I loved so much. I started to think about my sec...etary Barbara. As I removed Sandra's blouse and bra, I imagined it was Barbara. I imagined those fifty-year-old sagging breasts were the perky breasts of my 25-year-old secretary. My God, what am I doing? As I removed Sandra's sweat pants I imagined those flabby thighs were the perfect tight thighs of my secretary. God, please forgive me. I. I turned my attention to her older sister. “Esitiok,” I said, increasing the radius of my stirring motion, “if no physical evidence is presented, how many credible witnesses are needed to convict a defendant?”“Oh…” she groaned, her hips rotating with my finger, her pussy salivating hungrily, “…four?” “I’m sorry, the correct answer was ‘five.’” I sighed, and added a second finger. Her moans became louder, the rivulets of nectar running down her taint became thicker. “Heciok,” I said to the older. Was he not coming back? What was he doing?She waited a bit longer before standing and pulling on her t shirt.She wandered down the hallway, looking into the living room.Mark was sitting on the couch, watching tv.She sauntered down the hallway, making sure to give a little swing to her hips as she passed the living room where he would be sure to see her.Mark sat on the couch grinning to himself as Allison passed by, wearing just her t-shirt. The round globes of her ass swung back and forth. "Sure, I'd like that." "If I'm not interrupting, I think you should go in." She turned and looked into Alejo's eyes. She blushed and looked away. "Sorry sir." Brendan smiled at her and walked into the classroom. Alejo looked at her for a moment before walking past her and she took a deep breath before following. She took her usual seat at the back of the room. He didn't speak to her the whole lesson but she could feel his eyes on her. Finally the bell rang and she stood, but his voice caught.