She held the cock in her hands and admired it by running her hands all over it. I then asked her to remove everything else she was wearing. When she r...moved her saree and petticoat, I got a glimpse of her fat thighs, hips and buttocks. Since it was my first sight of a naked woman, I was shocked by how big she really was even though she didnt appear so in her saree. Then she lied on her back at the edge of the bed and spread her legs. I positioned myself in such a way that I could enter but. Tiffany and I went on to our respective classes with her attending French, while I headed off to earth science. At least today Mrs. Swan didn't have me pissing on the grass, but she did make me pose outside for several pictures with various props that she had brought in. I could almost associate the fishing pole or the Tarzan spear with being artful, but I thought the jack hammer and the hard hat were a bit over the top. I again had to wonder just how well this school screens its teaching. As she did so, Grace, who was steadily working on polishing off a plate of pancakes of her own, casually went over her and Sam's itinerary for the next several days. After breakfast, acting on Granny's explicit instructions, Grace escorted her charge to one of the spacious A-frame's guest bedrooms, where upon Sam doffed the sweatsuit and crawled into bed for some much needed recuperative sleep. That evening, after a splendid steak dinner, Grace, saying that she was sorry that she was putting. She also climaxed with massive convulsions of her hips. After finishing her off, I stood up, and took one last look at them before passing judgement on whose pussy was whose. But my mind had already been made up. "The one with the pubes is Ellen, the clean-shaven one is Kate." Their giggling turned into an explosion of laughter, as they both sat up eagerly, throwing the comforter and sheets off of them. "Wrong!!!', they shouted in unison, laughing hysterically as I gazed on their naked.