Pete groaned and then darted towards me. He fell to his knees before me, staring up at me with his dark, hungry eyes. His hands stroked my thighs, sli...ing down them to my panties. I shuddered at his touch, shivers racing down my flesh to my cunt.I was being so naughty. But was this any different than helping out my sons. He was a student. I was his teacher. He had to learn things. Who better to teach him, and my other male students, all about sex than me? I would train the girls to be sluts and. The sweet nectar that was her desire and need made her thighs slick as she danced on tiptoes. Then he stopped. All was silent, and she hung there, struggling for a balance between hands and feet, struggling for stillness, for calm relief. He entered the circle of light but she didn't notice. Kneeling before her, he tenderly parted her thighs, and leaned forward to taste her. She felt the soft touch of his tongue to her sex, felt the insistence of his lips as they kissed and caressed her button.. Though her father and mother love her and are good parents, they were always busy with her siblings and making ends meet. The eldest, a brother, is the hardworking one that is following in the footsteps of their machinist father. The second son is the smart one, who graduated with honors a few years ago with an engineering degree and immediately found a good job. The third child is the good looking wild sister that always demanded the most attention. The youngest, another brother, is slightly. When I'm having sex as a girl, I get lost in myself when I really get it going. I totally forget that I have a dick. I'm all pussy, just craving cock." Yeah, I noticed that too, when I stopped resisting having sex with Roger. I started to want his cock more and more. And with you the other night, oh my God, I couldn't get enough." For me," Allie shares, "sex dissolves my tensions away, and I could see it in you yesterday and today. And the way you woke me up this morning? Jill, that was all.