"She lay there a few minutes, then asked, "Want me to do your back?"I figured that any reason to get her to put her hands on my body was good enough."...ure," and I turned my back to her as she rubbed the oil all over, then over my shoulders, around my sides, around on my chest, then down my stomach where one of her hands slipped into my swim trunks and her oily hand began massaging my very erect cock."Mmm, what's this? Feels nice," and pulled her hand out, leaned back in her chair, closed her. Each had some skill wielding their tongues. Paige would do a trick and then Phoebe would try to repeat it.Paige touched her tongue to her chin. Phoebe easily repeated it. They went through a long list of tricks that they had obviously done before. They touched their noses, licked their elbows, flicked their tongue tips rapidly up and down like hummingbird wings, twisted their tongues 90 degrees sideways, waggled it back and forth like a bell clapper, bent their long tongues into a spoon. James watched as the last few pupils slowly left the class room, too intent on chatting amongst themselves to pay much attention to James, but he waited and made sure they had all gone. Still watching the door, he moved slowly towards the back of the class room. Reaching the chair which, only a scant few seconds before, had been Mistress Dionne’s seat, (for that was how James always thought of her), he pulled the chair towards him and slowly sank to his knees. Now, James was an intelligent man.. As it was I wasn't allowed to date again for two months. The guys must have missed my easy pussy and didn't want to get cut off again because when I started dating again they always made sure I got home on time.My parents went out of town a lot leaving me and my older sister home alone. My sister and I had an agreement; we each went our own separate way and we kept our mouths shut. On the weekends my parents were gone, so was I. I was high from the time my date picked me up and I rarely knew.