She has a shocked look on her face, eyes huge, and mouth open as if trying to say something, but not being able to. I thought she caught me staring at...her tits until I follow her gaze. She’s looking at my crotch. I look down. Holy shit! My dick had somehow worked its way out of one of the legs of my shorts and is now bobbing in the air as hard as a rock for the whole world to see. Staring at it for a moment in disbelief I look up at Mrs. Adleson with the same expression on her face. She drops. It was still a good plan, and a short break could get it back in motion.Careful not to discourage the large Poodle from his quest, the petite brunette eased her panties off her hips and down her legs. Petting Curly gently behind the ears, Marsha opened her legs wider and slouched in the chair."There it is boy. Clean momma up and make her smell better." Marsha watched her pet sniff and lap her genitals eagerly. His tongue flicked through her pubic hair and matted it to her cooze. It found her. .but I couldn't talk. Waves upon waves ofsexual pleasure roared through me as I began to rub my engorged clitorisfaster.I couldn't hold back any longer. I was right on the edge of orgasm. I wasfrantically rubbing my clitoris with my fingers faster and fast. My hips wasmoving to it's own sexual rhythm.Marco saw how close I was to orgasm. She lowered her head and sucked myerect nipple into her hot mouth. She started pinching my other nipple withher fingers.Finally, I closed my eyes and I let my. She wondered where practice would be held, and decided it would be in the gym. She walked toward the gym, hoping a school official or teacher would not stop her, ask what she wanted. She was nervous enough as it was.When she arrived at the gym, she found the doors closed, but not locked. She opened the door and peered inside. There was no one on the floor, and the huge room was totally empty. She entered and listened, thinking there might be another room where practice was held.She walked onto.