”A moment later, Emilia tenses, so tight around me I couldn’t expand my balled-up hand if I wanted.“Say my name, Emilia.” It’s the least she...can do since I’m about to make her come. She doesn’t hesitate.“STEVEN!!”The instant I look down, Emilia starts cumming. And not just cumming, squirting, soaking my wrist and seeping into my fisted palm, dripping down and around her stretched lips.“Oh fuck,” I groan, watching her spray me.Emilia has a face twisting, lung squeezing, firecracker of an orgasm,. "I ran my hand across her pussy and slipped two fingers inside her. She was tight, but so wet that they slid in easily.She started to moan, but quickly shut her mouth, letting out a slightly strangled sound.I clasped my other hand across her mouth. "Better not make too much noise or you'll end up with a row of men jerking off watching. Seeing you naked and so turned on."That comment was enough to make her grind her pussy against one of my hands, and moan against the other. Her hands were now. Both hugged Yvette warmly and closely, their hands stroking the young teacher’s buttocks skirt covered buttocks and pulling her tightly against them in a decidedly sexual manner. Claudie winked at Yvette in a mysterious and secrete way, as though hiding something. Indeed, Claudie did have a secret when she then whispered to Yvette that both of her friends were transgender and that Celeste was Madeleine’s dominant mistress as well as her lover. Yvette was both surprised and a little taken. Being a cute girl had always been some protection against the wrath that could have otherwise fallen on me when I misbehaved. I'd just look really scared and even cry a little and the person yelling at me would always end up comforting me and I'd always get away with whatever I'd done.I lived in Phoenix Arizona at the time and we didn't have a swimming pool. My folks didn't want to run up high energy bills so we had to sweat it out all night, and I just finally got tired of being hot all the.