I’ll be there,” Miss Downey answered nervously.“Great. I’ll email you my address and I’ll see you at about 7pm on Friday night. We will sort...this problem out, young lady,” Ms. Storey replied sternly.The two ladies continued to chat about various things for a further twenty minutes before Jasmine got to her feet and ended the meeting, holding her office door open and watching the younger woman leave and walk back down the corridor and towards her classroom. Helen Downey spent the next two days. I could feelhis tongue in my mouth and I eagerly reciprocated. As we kissed he begangently massaging my breasts and I found his zipper and fished out hiscock and was softly massaging it. We stayed that way for several minutesbefore we finally separated our faces and I bent down and gave his cock akiss and licked the droplet of precum that had formed at the head. "Don't you think we would be more comfortable in my boudoir" I said as Ilooked back at his smiling face."I thought you would never. A quick glance at her own body brought around her understanding. Slowly, like the predator that she was, Clarissa began stalking me. But, to be fair, I was more than ready to take her.Clarissa smiled softly as she glided in my direction. "Are you getting hungry?" she asked, trying to distract me from her goal."A little," I answered, playing along.Only a few feet away, she continued, "Would you like me to make us some dinner?" Well..." I stammered as both of her hands gripped my hardened. “What the hell is going on?” she wondered. After about what felt like 10 minutes, Alyce began to pick up speed. She could feel the wind swirling her, rapidly. “Uh oh!” she said. The quicker she fell, the more the current manipulated her. Soon, she was falling at a blinding speed, with the wind flipping and turning her like a rag doll. It felt like the wind had formed several roaming hands, because the more it flipped her around, the looser her clothes became. While upside down, those windy.