"I checked out the kitchen. Jaz was sat at the table with his bowl of Trix. I don't care what Mom makes for breakfast, he has to have his Trix.Les and...Sam were on either side of him on the bench drinking coffee with lots of milk and sugar in it. Mom was at the stove, watching over big frying pans of bacon and scrambled eggs. She was taking four pieces of toast out of the toaster and putting them on a plate. "OK, you guys. I need someone to put some plates and silverware on the table."The girls. I could feel my dick starting to harden as it was a real turn on for me. Suddenly Sara said "what the fuck are you doing ?" "Sorry am I doing something wrong ?" I said."Get your tongue on the sole first, lick the dirt off the sole of my boot you little perv" She lifted her leg so as to show the sole of her boot and I started to lick the rough sole of the boot. "Now work your way back to the heel, I want to see you take that 5inch heel in your mouth and suck on it, trust me it will give you some. "You asked me why I don't do my work," he said, still advancing. Danni started backing up until she hit the desk behind her. He moved even closer. "It's so I get detention. I've been trying to get one from you all term - you've got a long fuse." What? But why would-" To get you alone. Any excuse to get you alone...Miss," he whispered in a dangerously quiet voice. He was practically face to face with her now.Danni's stomach leapt and she felt certain parts of her anatomy melt a little as she saw. What he was certain of was that being wet was much less pleasant than being hard. He could feel the slickness spreading between his thighs, soaking his panties and something in his stomach was aching. It got worse every time the tall, dark skinned man with the fantastic ass walked by. He must have known exactly what he was doing since he always seemed to linger just close enough for Ken to reach out and grab if he could just gather up the nerve. ‘Why did you do this?’ Because it’s fun you silly.