”Miss Simons gasped. “Would you?” she replied, blushing and could feel the tingling in her pussy as she asked. It sounded so much sexier to have...one’s knickers taken down for her, she thought.Melissa quite liked the idea actually. “Bend over and grab the chair, and I’ll undress you then,” she said sternly.Miss Simons bent over and grabbed the seat of the chair just as so many students had done on her command.Melissa stood beside the now bent over Miss Simons and lifted her skirt up above her. I laugh a bit as he sauces the bottom of my ticklish feet."Enjoying yourself?", Mark asks."It hurts a lot, but it's worth it to be eaten by you. Thank you." I should be thanking you. You're the one giving up your life here." I just hope I taste good." Oh, I'll make sure you do. Could you flip over now?"I pull my hands a bit closer and press them against the grill to sit up. Then I turn over onto my hands and knees. My shins really hurt and I stop for a second. I brace my teeth, but I don't. I knew we could not afford the loss of time it would take to skirt the town because the high hills ahead were already changing their color from green to the mottled colors that preceded the arrival of a new winter to challenge all travelers to suspend their movement west.I had to set time aside to tend to the carnal needs of my two Mormon wives and looked forward to the task as they were both sensually submissive and appreciative of my man juices in their garden of paradise. The older one was. It was like I was in shock, or something. He pulled the car back into a spot between a couple of bushes, and turned off the ignition. My heart was racing a mile a minute, and I actually felt dizzy. He just sat there, quietly looking at me, for a while. I was still rubbing the monster in his pants, and he was enjoying it. Finally he reached down and started to undo his belt. The feelings just kept intensifying, and my brain was spinning. He sort of pushed my hand away, and pushed his pants all.