It tasted fresh. She wondered how much she’d missed today’s performance by. Not by much, she suspected. Tomorrow, maybe she’d hurry home directl... after her last class in hopes of… “What? Of catching Lizzy in the act? And then what?” Chuckling at herself, she rolled over, her head lying next to the wet spot on the case, and sighed. “I want her so bad,” she admitted guiltily, if only to herself. God, what it would be like to bury her face in her former student’s pussy. When she’d been in. Her tongue was gentle in my mouth. It felt good, it felt right. “How far do you want to go?” she asked softly. “All the way,” I heard myself reply. We climbed out of the pool and walked toward the house holding hands. Still dripping wet, we went to the couch. We sat side by side and kissed again. My hands were on her knees as she moved her hands down to my breasts. “I’ve never done this. I figured Jillian was calm enough to speak to her now. I grabbed the phone and knocked on my mothers bedroom door, which was half way open. Aunt Jill? I heard the shower in my mothers bedroom turn on and I decided to just leave the phone on the dresser for when Jillian came out. I then noticed from the reflection from the dresser mirror, that the bathroom door was slightly open. The phone vibrated again and it was a text message that read: Cant wait to see that sweet ass, from Jason. I thought. After a few minutes, I broke off, and looking into her eyes, asked her, Abhibi nahin bathane wale kya? With half closed kajal filled eyes, she drew me down to breasts and said Chooso meri deva. Aapke liye bahut dukhrahahai. Aao. And as I started sucking her with vigor, she could no longer hold herself, and in a flash she spread her thighs bringing up her lovely, golden colored and moist cunt into view. As I went down, she caught hold of me and said Abhi aap lehet jao. Hum aapko moo me leynewale.