I could hold no longer and exploded violently in my hands, some of my juice shooting at my face. I got flabbergasted and tried to cover up the mess wi...h the book, but my student watched it with amusement and gave me a cheeky smile. “What is going on sir?” She asked me with a wicked smile while closing her legs and covering her pussy with the book. “if you study like this in front of somebody else, even something more could have happened” I replied with a broad smile at my face. “What something. – I obeyed.- I noticed that you look at my legs and bust every time you come here. Don’t turn crimson; there is nothing wrong about it. This is natural, I understand.She took my hand and put it on her knee. I looked at her questioningly.- I can’t hide the fact I like you a lot, – she said.I started stroking her legs slowly. She put her hand on my cock and squeezed it through the pants. Then she rose, turned with her face to me, put her leg over me and sat on my lap. I put my palms on her butt. Since we were kids, every time my sister and I get together with the intent to have fun, it does not turn out well.Yes, we have fun…maybe too much.We push each other to extremes well past what would be considered normal behavior.Do not want to get into all of the stuff…some pretty tame and the others, well…would not want it to get out at the PTA.She and I not only pushed the envelope we tore it apart.As teenagers we surprised ourselves as to the depths of depravity each of us could conger up. . They shared an appetizer and made eyes. Here and there they touched: his hand on hers and hers on his, occasionally on their arms.They both opened up and learned a lot about one another in a relatively short time. Alex found out that Lorna had been divorced for nine years from Savannah’s father, who was not a totally deadbeat dad but he was close: he had very little to do with Savannah and was usually a month or two behind with her child support, and that support would end with her turning.