I didn’t really think about where it’d go next, but in hindsight, it would’ve made a lot of sense. It eventually made its way back up to my thi...hs. It didn’t seem too particularly interested in exploring my other leg, but instead, it rested on my lap, just on top of my panty-covered mound. It felt nice and I couldn’t help but pet it. It made my fingers tingle a strange, but nice way. It seemed to like it because it began to work its way underneath my panty strap, down my mound, and began. The next morning, we got up very early and drove into the city. A couple of phone calls got the teams ready to roll, then I left and relaxed in a coffee bistro next to a Metro station. I had long since checked the area around for cameras. There were some, but nowhere near the saturation level of London and most British cities. There were none at the coffee shop that I could tell, but still, Jean's fanaticism about safety meant that we didn't hang around as a group. Jean would just sit in. But it's absolutely OK - he has a lawyer friend Justine who is very submissive and does very kinky stuff with her daughter Molly. They said I was learning fast and really happy for dad to now have two such hot females in his bed".Angela cuddled Debbie, kissing and then rubbing her hard clitoris.“But what’s a submissive, Mummy? I heard that they enjoy being tied up and flogged -is Daddy one? Does he need a Dominant to abuse him?” “Yes baby - we can be his Dommes - why don’t we dress up for him -. I cannot believe that she would do this. Trading sexual favors for better grades. I could even hear poor Jamie moaning herself as she probably suffered to please the teacher. This was horrible. Jamie was moaning even louder now, probably trying to get her teacher to hurry up and cum as she licked away. I felt so badly for Jamie now, being used like this by her teacher, just to get a better grade.Soon the table was shaking. After a minute of silence. I heard Jamie, in obvious lack of breath from.