I watched and heard Sharon gasp, his lips sucked her clit and she groaned, “Oh, fuck,” over and over. With what seemed like a mighty effort she pu...hed his head away from her soaking pussy and Paul took half a step back. I could hear their words now. She lifted herself to a sitting position on the bench top. Her eyes were half closed and her breathing was very hard, even as she was composing herself while admiring Paul’s cock. Her hand extended towards it. “I need that,” she said between deep. Suddenly, the phone rang and I answered it. "Do not stop for 30 minutes this time slut, keep fucking yourself." Miss Jessica ordered.Darn it, normally one orgasm and I could stop. Miss Jessica knew I was multiple orgasmic and once I had one, they rolled in one after another, usually only a minute or so apart. "Yes, Misstress," I replied and hung up the phone.I assumed that she was entertaining someone at my expense. This added to my shame and humiliation and the first orgasm hit. I wanted. Tammy and Kirsten had moved their school off campus from CUWH after graduation and the second trip to Nationals, where both cheer squads had placed number one in the nation. Tammy and Kirsten were still hands-on coaches and had a staff of fifteen working with them. Five part-time high school cheerleaders worked with the three to five year olds and six to nine year old classes of gymnasts to develop the tumbling and dance aspects the children would need to move on to competitive cheer team. "Why thank you dear" Katt spoke as the front door opened then peckedChloe on the cheek. She blushed then uttered dismissively "Ok you got thatnow get in now! Daddy will need to know about this," as Chloe walked inconfidently. She looked around, not seeing Morton lounging around soshouted out, "Hey Daddy we got a visitor!"She could hear the rustling from the room down to the left from the livingroom, where Morton slept. Morton came stumbling out, wearing a ruffledwhite undershirt and green plaid.