Miss Driscoll strolled confidently down the corridor that connected her classroom to the central crossroads, which in turn led to each corner of the s...hool facilities. Every inch of her naked flesh displayed for the gawping pupils to observe and admire. Her firm breasts barely moved with each step, her exposed bottom sliding from side to side each time her smooth, slender legs inched forward. Her long brown hair, the majority of which was slung over her left shoulder, shone each time it caught. My daughter is sure it is a sin to masturbate, which didn’t come from her father or me. No, both are doing what they do best, which is never shut up. I’m sure they are talking her ears off. The night she stayed in our cabin, the kids talked late into the night. Ellen wasn’t sleepy and spoke to my older daughters about girl stuff. She wanted to know about their bodies changing, shaving legs and pits, body odor, pussy odor, and things like that. My girls were so happy to tell her all sorts of. Through the blurry vision of my teary eyes, I could see her grinning. Enjoying her power over me.A darkness began to creep around my field of vision.I was about to pass out, when she suddenly let up her pressure.Before I could do anything else, she suddenly switched around her position on me.She turned her body around, laying flat with her lower body pressing down on my chest.She reached back, grabbing my hair and pulled my head up between her thighs.She locked her legs around my neck, with my. When I vacuumed close to a window, I made sure that the vacuum was in front of me so that no one would see that I was naked. Sue would check on me every ten minutes, and she would point out spots that I had missed. She also would write down something in a little notebook. She also had me get up on a ladder to clean her chandeliers, which were quite dirty. Sue stood and held the ladder in place while I cleaned them. "I really like the view from down here," Sue said.Around 4:30, she allowed.