She caught me staring. "I'm sorry Hank. I shouldn't have worn these. I didn't think that it might bring back memories." Little did she realize that I ...asn't looking at the clothes. Helen had knobby knees and Angie's legs were perfection. I couldn't even describe her butt--I would have to think about it to describe it. Her breasts bounced every step she took on the ladder going up and coming down. My phone rang--thank God.I went inside to answer it. "Mr. Rawlings. You have three students you are. I sucked him until he came, and I was wetter than I had been in a long time. I think it was the possibility of getting caught that was so intoxicating. After that, we took lunch together in the stairwell of the building, and we always came back smiling and walking funny (if you know what I mean). That man could eat pussy better than any man I had ever been with. I never failed to come at least once, usually twice especially if I could hear people that may or may not come up there and find us.. .. It's Chrissie..." Chrissie," Sam thought! "Chrissie! Chrissie will help me!"Sam opened her eyes - as much as she could."Sam, I'm here to help you. Do you want me to help you, Sam?"Tears. "Help me, Chrissie," Sam cried."You're going through withdrawal, Sam. Do you understand?" Y...y...y...yesss..." Sam slurred, just shaking and rocking like ajunkie."I need to give you something to get through the withdrawal, Sam. Can Ido that?" H....h...help me," Sam cried."Sam, I'm going to give you a. Bet he fucks like one too. Whew. Least I’m not fucking thinking about fucking my daughter’s boyfriend while she watches anymore. Whew. Gina suddenly realized that her shorts were off and she was rubbing her clit. When did I do that? She slipped the middle finger of her right hand into her slit and began to work it in and out while she rubbed her clit with her thumb. ‘Ahhh,’ she moaned aloud. ‘Oh fuck. I need this.’ She formed the index finger, the middle finger and the ring finger of her right.