”Broadstairs knocked on the Nurse’s office door. Miss Williams the school nurse calle “Come in."Miss Williams smiled. At thirty something she wa... hardly in the first flush of youth, her blonde hair was dyed, her breasts sagged despite her underwired bra’s best efforts to push them skyward and her lips were an impossibly bold shade of red. Her eyes twinkled.“Problems with buggers eh?” she said laughing.“Er, its not right Miss,” he explained, “The Bible says.”“The Bible says a lot of things,” she. Nick followed her gaze. "Maybe we should go and show em our badges?" he asked lazily. "Nah, too much work," he answered himself and stretched out, folding up his leftovers to dump in the trashcan."Just a couple of teenagers. I wonder what they'll do come this winter?" What do all teenagers do in the winter, run the heater." He turned around on the picnic bench, leaning against the table, staring out across what was now just a little more than a stream but in the spring could flood the entire. While trying to refrain from pussy juices gushing in my panties, I sat next to Jake. Abruptly, I felt a slight hand pulling my black pencil skirt, slowly. My thighs were quivering, yet he was nonchalant. I had to keep a poker face. Self control was not an option. The viscosity of pussy juices flowed freely on Jake’s finger. I had slowly exhaled. “Count each time my finger is inserted in you,” he whispered in my left ear. When he finished stroking my pussy with 233 strokes, Jake guided my. When he arrived the following morning she was all dolled up in a pretty pink, yellow, and slightly purple dress. He loved her in it. She neither looked old nor young in it but she looked in great shape. He knew that much at least. “That’s a nice looking dress, Mary Beth,” he said. She offered him something to drink but he declined her offer and the two sat and openly and freely discussed life in general. It all went well but he wanted to know what was on her mind in the way of reducing her.