She irons her shirtand I'm masturbating like crazy hoping she'll look up. I came quickly and put it away and drove off to work.I fantasized all day ab...ut that and jerked myself off as soon as I gothome and all night thinking about the next morning.I got up at the same time after a restless night. I resisted the morning jerk and put on my sexiest pair of panties thinking I wouldchange out of them before going to work. I went out to start the truckand had a really good look around for unexpected. Lips roamed over my upper thighstracing patterns around the tops of my legs and round where my pubichair had been until minutes ago. Despite the fact that I controlled it,my fantasy still allowed me to become excited at what might happen next.I swear I could feel hot breath on my pussy lips before even thelightest touch. There was no contact until a soft wet tongue flickedacross my clitoris making my stomach lurch and my hips jerk towards thesource of pleasure. I gasped loudly, suddenly aware. Luckily, I did well on the test. So, later that night, Breanna calls and is like, totally sympathetic. She knows I’m crazy about her brother, the big dummy, but jeez! She tells me that she wants to come over tomorrow, she needs to talk to me about something. So, today I go through the day in a haze, still bugged about this crap with Brendan. I get home, Mom’s at work, Daddy’s nowhere to be found, Ryan’s at basketball practice. I just microzap myself a Hot Dog and Bree shows up at the door. But. ’ ‘If I let you off tonight you might become spoiled. I wouldn’t like that.’ ‘I promise I’ll be good. I need to sleep.’ ‘Is that all you’re doing, sleeping?’ ‘Yeah, I haven’t been able to move.’ ‘If I check your clit will I find out that you’ve been playing with yourself?’ ‘Only a little.’ ‘Well, in that case, I must punish you. Get up.’ ‘I can’t. Please let me have tonight off. I’ll be so much more.