She turns to move towards the counter and I manage to get in a quick upward rub of her right but cheek as she stepped away.She turns and says “You t...ink you have free rein to go round touching me now"“I couldn't resist” smiling at her “ plus that was no way near what you have been up to"“its not tit for tat" I'm told in a matter of fact kind of way.I look her straight in the eye and take my cock in my hand and begin to stoke it. Her eyes shoot straight to it. She steps closer, her naked breast. “Where is Van and Brock?” I noticed they weren’t in the room. That was until Barbara Jean pointed down to her feet where Brock was sucking on her toes on all fours. Van was doing the same as she fed him little pieces of pancake which he ate like they were the most satisfying and delicious morsels he ever had.“I should have known you’d be crawling around,” I placed my hands on my hips and gave them my “Reba said enough is enough!” look even though it had seldom ever worked before.“Sit down and. Rub.Passion flamed brighter, pushing the fear back. Now the passion sought the kind of release that would banish that fear, at least for the moment. Bernadette raised her face, to ask him to light the lamp, and his lips, which had been aimed at her hair, met, instead, her own lips. The feel of lips on lips was almost electric. They had kissed each other in the past, and, in the Southern tradition, it had often been on the lips. But those were quick pecks of duty, perhaps tinged with affection. The teacher was a woman with fuzzy and chocolate colored hair. It bloomedout from her head in a pattern that reminded Jaux vaguely of ripe pinecones. Her skin was kind of an olive tone, and smooth to the point thatJaux had no way of determining her age."Is there something you need?" the teacher asked as she noticed Jaux."Oh, uh, no ma'am. I'm just new here, so I wasn't sure about what to dobefore class," Jaux replied. "My name is Suhara Ballad, I was justadmitted." Ah, I see. Well then, I am.