“I’m being an inspiring teacher. Did you not hear your brother working on his homework all night? He was feverish. I know that you just spent all ...our time bothering your father instead of getting your schoolwork done.”My daughter glared at me. Like she resented me for some reason. Well, I was inspired by the panties I’d stolen from her. If she just put those on a month ago, maybe she would’ve found a way to inspire her teacher. Maybe she would have become Mr. Rainier’s pet.Well, they were my. She sat there with her feet in the pool and feeling comfortable that nobody was around started to massage her sticky clit, rubbing their juices into herShe tried to remain clandestine as she did this, but it was hard for her and she let out little moans of enjoyment. She used her fingers to push their sperm deeper inside her, sometimes looking to make sure nobody was watching. The thought of what she had done with her brother was driving her crazy. It had been the best sex she has had. Her toes. .But it was not to be. The camisole caught him first. With an unseenforce, it began to rip off his shirt, one strip at a time. Leo tried topull the shirt tighter over his body, but the attacker was too strong-thefabric slid through his fingers. It was white with a multicolored leopardprint across the front. It was also several sizes too small for him,which Leo felt as it finished tearing off his shirt and jamming itselfover his head. With his arms so tightly constricted, Leo found it hard. ” He moved his fingers to the swelling button of her clit and rubbed her softly. She closed her eyes and her lips parted around a soft gasp. He kissed her fiercely and she moved her hands up to his shoulders. The sound of her shallow, gasping breaths against his lips, between each fiery kiss, drove him wild. He was sure the sound was carrying beyond the secret space between the stacks. From the moment he’d first seen her, he’d felt a tingle of arousal and now, with two fingers sliding slowly.