.. So long ... It's been so long ... Don't stop, please don't stop," she urged me, her fingers pulling at my hair and ears, trying to draw my face tig...ter against her pretty pussy. Then all of her supple body was rocking on the mattress as she shook with release, relief, and orgasm. She pushed her hips up off the bed and ground her whole cunt against my mouth and tongue. Warm and wonderful-tasting fluid drenched my mouth and my whole face as she came and came.At last it was over. My Aunt Lydia. She could almost feel what it was like to run her hand on his bald head. She could almost see him looking soulfully into her brown eyes, stirring her passions and drawing her nearer. She wanted T. She ached to feel his hands slide beneath her Thong. She longed to feel him touching her thighs. The only question was, was it worth the risk to find out??? Sasha glanced at her watch. It was eleven o’clock and the office was quiet. Totally abandoned. Even the cleaning crew had gone home. She. It was glorious.But each weekend also brought us closer to the time when they would pack the car and my lover would disappear off to college. She promised she'd come home to visit, and said I could come visit her too, though the logistics of that weren't clear.Until, at last, that time was there, and I watched them drive away.I had been invited to go along, of course. And I probably should have, to support Heather, if nothing else. Instead I went for a run and ran until I had to sit down. I. "And what if I am a lesbian, does that make me any less of a teacher? I have had to put up with the sneers of ignorant little girls throughout most of my career, I moved here to get away from them, so you can imagine how I felt when I read that note."It took a couple of seconds for the import of what Miss Carlton had said to sink through to Jane's consciousness, bringing forth an involuntary gasp as it finally hit home. It had never occurred to Jane, and probably not to Theresa either that Miss.