I felt the bastards tickle past my ribcage into my skirts; it was a convenient excuse to grab Rachel by her loose brown hair and push her to the floor... She obediently untangled my skirts and began lapping at my wet pussy on her knees. I pulled my ass to the edge of the settee and spread my legs for her. I didn’t particularly expect to cum, I’d already done so twice before breakfast, but there was no reason I shouldn’t be serviced whilst reading my morning letters. “Fingers too, Rachel.” I. The staff of the school had only showed up for the games as the school budget had cut the trainers first.That night at dinner my sisters announced that I was the school's trainer, they had found out from their cross-country coach. My mother tried to get me to elaborate and I told her the same thing the AD told me, due to budget cuts, all non-game staff had been cut and the teams had to do the work themselves. She voiced skepticism until I told her that I was doing the same work as before only. Clinton Davis could not believe his eyes. A woman with the sexiest curves he’d seen in a long time was sleeping with a little boy curled up to her. Unbelievably, he felt a stab of jealousy go through him. Gently, Clint touched her arm. Dark brown eyes snapped open. He felt sucker punched when they focused directly on him. Clint realized he wanted this woman more than his next breath. Beads of sweat broke out across his neck when her pink tongue licked her bottom lip. He couldn’t stop himself. " That's good," said Irma, giving him a loving kiss. "Then I won't have to worry about some teenage girl around here claiming you got her pregnant." What if I get you pregnant, Mom?"Irma laughed. "That will never happen. Your mother isn't some dumb teenage twat, who doesn't know how to take care of herself, who thinks that protection means making you wear a rubber."A look of distaste spread across Richard's face. "I can't stand those things. Monica Davis down the street, made me put on one of.