The clock mounted on the wall shows only a few minutes left of class, and this helps me breathe a sigh of relief. It's Friday afternoon and soon I wou...d be at home, in the safety of my bedroom. I won't need to deal with the cruelty of the preps at school.The bell rings and another streak of panic runs through me. I collect my things slowly, a ritual of mine to ensure I'm the last out of the class. The others leave quickly, running to their glamorous lives, as my hands feel my hair and my. A few minutes later Lorraine called downstairs.“I need some help setting the table.” Blossom announced.Before the adults could move. My five little girls bolted for the stairs and, if the sound of footsteps on the basement ceiling was any indicator, they were running around setting up different parts of each setting. My nieces and nephews looked at me in wonder. When it got quiet, Lorraine called everyone upstairs. We all rose and Jerry was about to put the Scrabble boards away, when I stopped. My fingers worked closer to her anus. More licking, sucking, then ever so gently, probing her little button of an asshole. Patricia loved anal stimulation and reacted accordingly. She pushed hard against my probing, driving a finger into her. I sucked her clit hard now, as she rocked feverishly against my mouth. Her hands held my head, more for support this time.I looked up, seeing her taunt abs and rock-hard nipples. Her head was tilted back, her moaning now continuous. I felt her. Many times I would massage her I would pop a boner, how could I help it she was hot. At times I would rub her leg and tell her she felt tense, I would try and come up with conversations so she would think that I was being professional about the rub down on her legs. I am sure she must have felt my erections a couple of times which I was hoping she would not say anything and thankfully she never did. I started to rub her inner thighs like an inch from her vagina but ofcourse it was over her.