Slowly I milked him dry, the final white tears easing out of his slit over my hands. We showered, dried and got dressed. As we left the change rooms s...r admonished me to keep our secret. The next week sir again told me to remain behind and clean the change rooms. Again I passed his inspection and he offered me the use of the teachers private change room. In spite of the possible consequences I accepted his offer. As before he soaped me down in the shower recess and I did the same to him. This. It wasn't anything like, How often do you get off, and how do you do it? Rather it was more like, sex life, what sex life? That led us to talk about attraction. Of course we started with men and found we had similar tastes. (Smart, funny, very normal and average looking guys for the most part, for both Bridget and me.)Then Bridget dropped a bit of a bomb."Can I ask you something, Lauren?" Of course, Sweetheart. You should know by now you can ask me anything at all." Well, um ... do you ever. "She kissed me again, and I headed to the bathroom to wash my hands, waving at Laurel as I passed the kitchen door. If my life was going to be arranged from now on, I definitely could do a lot worse for arrangers!Kay called after me, "Ask Laurel about her good news!" I skidded to a halt and back-pedaled and stuck my head around the door."What good news?" We stopped at the clinic this morning like you said, and they checked me out, said this does look like just a scar, they're sure it is, but. Although I prefer a shaved pussy her little patch of hair was nicely trimmed.Mom stood there naked pointing to the door for me to get out.I walked closer to her still stroking my dick. I was going to cum. I stepped closer to her and let loose. One, two, three ropes of my cum hit her right in her belly and trickled down to her pussy hair. The last on her thigh.This isn't right Johnny.I rubbed my cum around in her now matted pussy hair. I noticed her breathing became labored. She parted her legs.