So are you gay, Amanda?" I'm not, I think I am getting in touch with the fact I just enjoy my sexuality weather with a guy or girl."Well, you are cer...ainly sexy, woman. I know that just about every dancer here would love to dance for you."With that she stood up in front of me. She moved so she had one leg between mine, holding my knee between hers. She began to move in place, swivelling her hips and stroking her hands all over her sexy body. She leaned forward and rubbed her breasts across my. “As for punishment” she said, “It’s important that the girls know that it’s wrong to take pictures without consent” she added and I fully understood that. I went upstairs to dress leaving Mrs Lane to sort herself out and wearing the same shorts and tee shirt as yesterday we headed off to the café for a coffee and let Mrs Lane see the toilets and make her report to Mrs Thomas. We got to the café and ordered some coffee and although it wasn’t busy yet as still mid-morning I decided to sit in the. It seems to be her favorite scent.She also made good on not wearing panties or a bra any more. Like I said earlier, I like the look of hard nipples poking out of a shirt so I sure didn’t mind it. Julie told me of some times that she caught guys (and a couple of girls) checking out her pussy when she wears a short skirt and isn’t really good at keeping her legs closed. When we go out to dinner, she’ll take my hand and put it in her lap and hike up her skirt so that I can stroke her (I mean. My blood quickened, my heart seemed to move, closer up into my head, as her gloved fingers started slapping my hole.Again, another deep huff. My head was like a big bass drum, overwhelming me, intoxicating me, as she slathered the minty vapour-rub over my cunt. Three more times I sniffed, hearing her liberally apply the j-lube onto her hands. A devilish sluttiness took over me and I started thrusting my butt back, clenching and unclenching my hole, wanting desperately to be fucked and used by.