All is good, and the summer is flashing by. It is now early August, and Emma is on pins and needles. Her birthday is just days away.Now nothing much...was ever really done for her birthday growing up, or as an adult, but Emma always had a glow about her on that day. To herself, she acknowledged she had completed another annual cycle of her life. When she was older, she would buy herself something special, if only just a pastry, to privately celebrate.But this year she is even more excited. . We have even spoken over the phone. I smile as I remember her saying how she loved the sound of my voice, how she found my accent to be sexy, loved how soft spoken I am and how it turns her on. So I sit in the back of the class room at an angle in view of my lovely teacher as she sits there. Standing she is 5’9 with long beautiful reddish hair. Today she wears a tight skirt that hugs her curves with a slit about mid thigh and a blouse to match. She stands from her seat and tells us we are. He strained to see what made his ears prick up; the sound of many giggling females as well as the dominant tones of Bathsheba and Agatha. Bathsheba sneered as she saw the result of his submissive weakness on her sheets, showing immediate disdain, though it was no more than she expected. His cock pulsed rigid as his eyes were filled with the nubile young females who stood by the bed, their eyes full of feminine spite as they began to undress, their impetuousness foregoing any such command from. As she leaned, she lifter her leg in the air, opening herself even farther for me. With my free hand, I began teasing her ass, double penetrating her with my fingers as I sucked her clit, flicking my tongue back and forth over it in my mouth. She too came in just a few minutes - maybe 5-10, though I wasn't exactly keeping track of time!"Oh, God, I love your tongue! and it feels like Mrs. X here is ready for more, aren't you?"Mrs. X smiled and winked, then said "You know I am, honey, but I.