Time must have dilated for me in my anxiety, because she suddenly walked into the kitchen. She was stunning. Her business suit was all black, and ever... time she moved, I heard her slip sliding against her stockings, her panties, and her bra. Silk against silk. How wonderful it must have been to be a sexy woman, dressing herself in silk underwear, feeling it rub against her nipples, and her pussy, all day long.She smiled at me, leaned over, and kissed me on the lips. (This was another thing she. That would be exciting.My tongue flicked over my lips. I planted my hands on her thighs. I stroked up and down her hot flesh. I shuddered at how warm she felt. I groaned, my heart hammering in my chest as I stroked my hands up her legs.“You're gorgeous, Shannon,” I whispered, her red hair fanned over my pillow. Her breasts rose slowly.My hands reached her crotch. I licked my lips as I caressed the leg hole of my daughter's panties. I was on the edge of sliding over her gusset and rubbing at her. I promise.” I looked at Phoebe. She really is 17 years old going on 25. Confident. Mature well beyond her years. Looking strict even in her nightdress and wrap that left huge areas of her body bare. Beautiful, certainly in my eyes. Knew how she wanted to be treated. “OK Phoebe. I’ll go and deal with your brother then.” Mrs T strode out of the room. Phoebe closed the door and turned to face me. Looking strict. Looking like she expected to be obeyed. She walked. Not to mention the eight I’d taken in my cunt (including Marty, that morning) and the five that had cum in my ass (again, including Marty).It had been a busy day.After arriving at school, it hadn’t taken Patrick long to find me. He’d given me an appreciative look, and that was all I needed - a few seconds later, I was following him to an empty classroom and letting him pound my cunt for the first time.Once he’d cum inside me, I admitted to myself that I wasn’t going to be spending much of the.