He brushed thechemise down over his 34C breasts, noting the protruding nipples. Quitean attention getter, as his mother said. She was envious as Marty...wasmore top heavy than she or his sister.He headed back to his favorite shop, Victoria's Secret and browsed thebras. While he let his hands brush the satin cups, he covertly watchedthe women shoppers. A mother and her daughter were comparing thong andbikini underwear, gathering a selection to try on in the changingrooms. Marty began to fantasize. ” I had no choice, Eric.”“Hans is dead?”“Oh no, he will be fine. I was able to administer the antidote in time. He will be back to normal in a few hours, but...”I put both hands on her shoulders. “As you said, you had no choice. I hesitated too long and instead of firing at him, I threw a knife at the snake. You did what had to be done; besides it all worked out and we can add this to our collective experience.”She just nodded, but I could feel her soft shoulders shiver underneath my hands.I. In and out the finger went, first slowly, then quicker. In an out. Up and down. Marcia was moaning consistently now. Her hips were pumping up and down in rhythm with his finger. As she was beginning her orgasm, he pulled his hand away. He replaced it with his tongue. Quickly, his tongue played up and down her clit. He put his finger back in and started to finger her deeply. It felt like a thick worm inside her that with his tongue sent her over the edge. She screamed and grabbed his head to. I smiled and replied, “Yes Alison.” Calling a teacher by her first name still seemed a little strange, especially as I’d called her Miss Green for the past couple of years.My spirits immediately lifted in anticipation of the headmaster fucking us both.Piper and I weren’t disappointed, but it was a quickie. He had a lot on his mind and he told us that he was grateful for the short distraction.“Is that all we are?” I thought, but I didn’t really care. He has a nice cock and he knows how to use.