When she opened her eyes she looked down at her English teacher and she saw that Mrs. Henry had her hand under her skirt and was rubbing her pussy at ...east that was her guess. Finally Dianne heard Mrs. Henry moaning with pleasure and knew that she was having an orgasm."Oh Dianne, you are so beautiful. I want you to come over to my house on Friday night. I'll write your parents a note and let them know that you are getting some extra tutoring. Be there by seven sharp." But Mrs. Henry, I have a. See if you are all loose and saggy! Jessa teased before she dove her face between her older sisters legs. AAAHHHH Jessa!! Be careful! Im really sensitive and a bit sore! Jessa lifted her face and had a mischievous smile and replied Goodie! Then the preteen bent down and ran her tongue all along the reddened pussy of her older sister. She was rewarded with a loud gasp and body spasm, plus a yummy taste of pussy juice. She then spread the fat little pussy lips and began flicking her tiny tongue. He kicks the door handle and the door pops open. Several shots are fired at the door. He runs back down the hall and grabs his escort. He pulls the man back down the hall. He hoists him up and shoves him in to the room. He follows him into the room diving behind the man and shoots the two men firing. They riddled his escort with bullets all three men fall to the floor dead. He pops up from the floor trying to find Ford. Gone, seems he escaped in all of the shooting. The goon left in the hallway. The tender touch of her soft fingertips along his back always enticed him. He stirred, grumbled something incomprehensible and pulled the cover up over his shoulder, drifting back to sleep. She quickly retreated her touching him as if she'd just touched a hot iron. Her gaze went back to the stars lighting up the room as she turned away from him, hugging the pillow in front of her, for dear life.Oh, how she longed for his warm touch after they had made love. Was it making love to him? Or was she.