Well ... Yeah. I’m going to bed.”“Me too. James is leaving. I have something to take care of,” she said suggestively.I sniggered. “What, he ...on’t, uh, lend a hand?”“I can do it better,” she said quietly.I laughed. “But it’s more fun with two people.”“Then come and join me.”I eyed her for a moment. The prudish and reactionary comments that came to mind seemed silly. Instead I went along with her banter, knowing I was crossing another line.“Too tired,” I excused.“Too tired to move your. Pam knew what she was doing. I had to admit, her oral skills were excellent. Pam used a small towel to wipe me clean and then tossed it into her back seat. Part of me feel dirty, and part of me felt great. There was no denying, Pam oozed sexiness on a level I had not experienced before. “We’ll,” Pam remarked, “We better call it a day. Maybe we can do this again.” I nodded my head in agreement. * * I was in the study when I heard a knock at the back door to our kitchen. Since Marianne, my. A small sigh issued from her lips.“Not to what…” I asked again. Pressing a little further.This time she got it.“Not to hesitate, sir.”I reached over for a carafe of olive oil and dribbled a little onto her opening where I finger had just started to enter. It’s glistening greenish tint lubricated the outlined pucker that pushed and pulled against my finger. My finger slid in easily as her moan took a deeper tone.“Oh, that’s a good kitten.”“Please, sir, more,” was all she groaned.I shifted myself. "OK, girls, let's move over to the bar and start stretching. Taylor -I realize we have a boy in class now, so please excuse me forreferring to you all as 'girls,' I don't mean anything by it. It'sjust a quicker way for me to get everybody's attention." That's OK, Miss Ellen - I won't take it personally."With that, we all lined up at the bar and starting stretching; I couldtell immediately that I had a long way to go to be as flexible as theother students but they were so nice and helpful. .