"You have some admirable freckles there, and I do like your big nipples. I am going to give you a choice, a real choice, understand. I do not want to ...orce you to do anything; you must agree. Eh?" He snorted and then showed her his teeth, an odd sort of smile. "I am going to sign you up as one of my student assistants next semester, Vixen, minimum wage, two or three hours a day, at least two days a week. OK?"She nodded."You will take World History 2, of course, and you will get another A, but. I told Betty that I wanted to see her eat her daughter out first. She smiled and got right in there. It was all I had hoped for. Betty did an excellent job of giving Samantha two orgasms for me before getting out of the way.I crawled over to Samantha, got in position, and slipped my cock into her. Betty was right she was plenty wet. Since Samantha had her orgasms and they had been teasing my for so long I just took care of my own needs. I thrust, I jerked, and I moaned before cumming deep up. Some dark shapes was all. Plants or rocks. Or very still fish. I didn’t get long to wonder before Alison stole my attention and unwrapped me, letting the bath towel fall to the floor. Before I could decide if I wanted to protest or not, she’d slipped her hand between my thighs and cupped my pussy and begun to caress me softly.“You’re wet. A little turned on?”“A little,” I admitted and took a deep breath. God, she was good. She knew just how and where to touch me. Not like the guys, who’d been. Pulling them into the pool of your salivating mouth. Tongue delving between each one to pay homage to her hidden flesh.So much hidden flesh to explore, gradually revealed to your insistent, barely contained need, her incomparable sex obvious and pouting before your ogling, upturned eyes, her ambrosia bubbling betwixt her spread, swollen labia. A glorious pink, fleshy flower oozing provocatively with barely suppressed want.And if you are good. If you are a perfect pleasure. If, mind blank, body.