Helene's pink lips were just visible, her clitoris a discreet and well-defined mound.The teacher gasped: feeling her pussy opened, and a finger -- or ...as it two -- sliding deeply inside her. Miranda wasn't mucking around, she could feel herself being opened by the teenager's expert fingers.The older woman cupped Helene's small bum firmly, pulling herself on to the teenager's smooth pussy. Miss Baker licked the area where the pubes should be, surprised to find the area soft and velvety. "This is. Sarah cooked a tastey supper for us before we sat in the van listening to pop music on a local radio station and drinking coffee before going to bed to a long leisurely fuck. I awoke as the sun was coming up, got up, left the van and relieved my bladder against a Bush. I started cooking bacon for breakfast and the aroma woke my wife who took a roll of toilet paper with her as she searched for a spot dressed only in her skin. We fucked again enjoying the fact we used no condoms any more with. Sally’s mother had died a year ago and although Morgan seemed to be coping with his loss Sally could see he still wasn’t in the right frame of mind to move on, and even if he was how was she supposed to get him interested in a sixteen year old girl he treated like a daughter anyway. The feelings Sally had for Alice seemed like simpler problem, of course she could just tell her how she felt about her. The trouble with that was that Sally was afraid of loosing her best friend, well her only. My hand involuntarily caressed his cheek. Okay, so maybe Cody was a bit more than a best friend. He wasn't anything relationship-y either. Just somewhere in the middle.My grip on his wrists wavered and he took advantage of that to slip a hand out. His hand immediately went to work on my pussy. A small squeal escaped my lips at the sudden touch. His fingers smoothly slipped in and out of me. That's how wet he gets me when we do these things.Then, I felt two hands kneading my ass. Paris. I knew.