“Who with?”Miss Driscoll and the Headmaster, Mr Peddigrew, had taken great steps in eliminating the school’s teenage pregnancy problems, which h...d caused a national scandal when exposed by a leading newspaper a few years previously. She had taken great pleasure in diverting the sexual attentions of the boys away from their female classmates, and the school’s reputation was steadily being restored. Nevertheless, they had to remain vigilant.“Mr Jenkinson” the girl replied, with more than a hint. She started to lick the sauce off my blouse, where it landed on my right breast. Heather concentrated on the area of sauce around my nipple. It was standing erect, pushing against the thin material of my blouse. I forgot all about the food. I cradled her head in my hand caressing the back of her neck as she gently sucked my nipple through the blouse. Moaning, my hand reached down cupping her breast. My thumb rubbed over her nipple feeling it stiffen. I was spreading my legs for her, as I. Her beautiful face. Her beautiful entirety.“Hello beautiful,” he said.She smiled, looked down, watched me grow a heartbeat at time, and smiled wider.“You did that,” he said.“I think I love you,” she giggled, her soapy hands grabbing his cock.“Back at you, Babe.”“Right.”“You’re more lovable than you think.”She cleaned him with a washcloth and hands, hand mostly on his cock, enjoying his lean youth. He enjoyed cleaning her just as much.They talked.“Do you think Eddie would want to see the. My nipples were at full firmness and pushing right through the material. What? I looked down and of course they weren’t but I was now convinced my whole body was conspiring against me. Stop! Stop thinking, count the tiles in the ceiling. But then I realized my breathing was close too rapid, ragged and flushed. God, no, not here, not now, not in front of him, not in front of my mom. “Shit!” It was the only thing to come out of my mouth but was followed by long gasping, moaning sounds, almost.