AgainMother asked about the comfort of my new undies, and I informed her theywere fine. Mother told me she remembered her panties always seemed toride...up her fanny when she wore leotards, and she wanted to make sure mynew panties weren't doing the same thing. I was having absolutely noproblems and informed her of such. We spent the day cooking and cleaning.Mother had me put on an apron so as to not mess my new skirt and weactually had a lot of fun that day. Father was off, who knows. “We absolutely have to exchange numbers! I want to talk to you about this more!” Her voice was so excited, it was like she suddenly seemed way younger. “I will get your number from Eric,” … “and hey babe, let’s go to your room now so we can /watch that movie./” Even I knew what that meant. So I took off to my room.I had every intention of leaving the two of them alone, but with everything that had happened before we got grounded, and with my somewhat public confession downstairs, I found myself. Johnson and Mrs. Blake aside and looked up at me. "I always see you looking at me in class, especially these," she said as her mouth near my cock, her hands gripping her bouncing tits as she moved closer towards me. She slowly took me completely into her mouth, pulling me back out just as slow and spitting on the head of my cock before gripping it in her hand. She quickly jacked me off, spitting on it again before sitting straight up and sliding my cock between her breast. She held them. I too join in and scream in rage at the injustice shown to us. I want nothing more than to charge the stage and kick the shit out of our captors.Proximia glares back at us with a dejected stare. She shakes her head in shame and it’s a look I truly relish. I love seeing her in this state of defeat and I want to prolong her misery so I start walking towards her, practically giddy at what’s transforming here.We are going to win!We are going to get our revenge!We are going to kick some serous.