Soon enough, the boys were dropping their pencils and anything else they could think of to give them an excuse to bend over and look further up my ski...t. I was showing off just enough for them to see my lack of panties.Our schools attendance problem vanished overnight. And the female teachers loved their little "shows" so much, we still continue them. And, of course, that was just the beginning...My lab table is set up in front of the classroom, right next to my desk.Although I like to show off. I'm sitting here with a dripping wet pussy. "Mike tell that whore wife of yours how you love me sucking your besautiful cock!" "Fuck baby! It feels fucking fantastic!" "You see bitch! This is my cock now!" She continued to suck him down and I sat there wanting to join in but cant. She sucked him so good I almost wished I had a cock for her to suck. * The ebony mistress lead him to the bed. There she pushed him flat on. My tightening muscles loved that it was Sarah licking me; loved that I was making my friend's face slippery with my sex juices. I kicked the pizzas across the floor while steadying myself in preparation for a standing orgasm.My head swam, imagining Lynton’s thick cock inside me as Charlotte's hands groped my tits from behind, freeing them from my bra just as I was nearing the shortest of gasping short breaths. My stomach and pussy knotted with the reality of the moment. Sarah and Charlotte were. Or was she just washing me? An air of innocence yet totally sexual. But nothing was ever said. But now was it time for this innocence to come to an end once and for all?Chapter 5. TasteShe offered to make me a meal before I left as a huge thank you for spending my weekend helping her out. I politely declined but she insisted it was her special meal and that I would love it. I had no choice, besides, she had washed my clothes and they were still drying so I did actually have a bit time to kill..