.. you think my legs are nice?"Laura smiled and nodded.Marcie's blush deepened and she giggled softly. She turned and stepped eagerly to the mirror ag...in. She turned one way and then the other, letting her skirt twirl about her a bit. "It does look sort of nice, doesn't it, Miss Bendon?" Indeed it does, Marcie." I haven't worn something like this since grade school."Laura was not the least bit surprised. "Then why not take this opportunity to go back to it?" Oh... but I couldn't..." Why not? In. The girls stopped and turned their eyes to Taylor. She looked at each of them and said nothing when they started walking again. Taylor had enough survival instincts to know she might not win the fight and losing it publicly would be the worst thing that could happen to her.When the girls entered the library and closed the doors, everyone faced me and waited.I looked at Rachel. We were the same height so our eyes met as equals. Even if they had known everything non-family could know, anyone. .. "Very good, Justine!" I can barely hear her whispered compliment over the pounding of my pulse!I sigh with relief and longing as she drifts away, murmuring encouragement to other students as she passes.Why, oh why did I take THIS art class! Even as the thought enters my head, the answer niggles at the back of my brain: 'Because, Justine, you have a stupid schoolgirl crush on Ms. O'Connor!'Yes, I have to admit that I took the class because I wanted to be close to her. Never mind that every. His tongue slithered in between her folds over and over for what seemed like an hour. Then her hand touched the top of his head through her dress and realigned his mouth with her clitoris. “There you go; now show me how much you want to make me horny so I might fuck you,” she said encouragingly. Gil worked on her clit forever until her thighs tightened on his face and he felt her shudder against his mouth. He tried to continue licking but she stepped back and her dress slipped from his head.