“Let me show you, Jim sit up on the couch.”With that she took my hand and led me over to my uncle. He spread his legs and my aunt pushed me down b...fore him. “Show your mommy what you learned today. Show her what a good little cocksucker you are,” my aunt continued.“No way, he can’t do that,” said my mom as she looked on.“Watch,” said Aunt Suzy as she knelt down beside me and pushed my head toward my uncle’s crotch. Uncle Jim took his cock and started to press the head against my lips. My aunt. He held me on him, before pulling my hair and dragging me from his cock, my face and his cock glistening and all messy. He worked my head, alternating between driving deep, and then shallow, so my tongue could go to work. I felt like such a dirty fucking slut, being held, unable to do anything, my face being fucked. My hand reached down to my clit, and rubbed furiously. He fucked my face harder. His fingers still inside me, he knew the spot, and it wasn't long before he had me writhing and. Tammy’s hand was pulling her face down to her as her other hand was on the top part of her ass pulling their bodies together. Or was Tammy squeezing her ass?!?!? Their tongues were now suddenly playing and chasing, tasting and touching each other. Lillie breathed in the familiar taste of her friend and realized that they were now in full on make out mode. She pulled back and they were each breathing hard; almost as if they had been running and Lillie shook her head a little to clear away the. Il est trés beau!” They both laughed and continued down the hallway.Intrigued, Cassie crept up to the classroom to peer through the open doorway. And there he was. Monsieur Bonfils was sitting at his desk at the front of the room across from a couple who were asking about their son. He looked more like a Hollywood actor playing a teacher on TV than someone who spent his evenings marking tests and correcting homework assignments. His dirty blonde hair was trimmed neat and short and he rubbed his.