.." I barely notice but my hand has moved from the hem of my skirt up my thigh, "sometimes I-" Show me." his voice rings with such clear authority. I ...an feel myself obeying before I can even think."Sometimes I rub myself on the edge of my chair while you're reading to the class." I push myself foreword on the chair, my skirt sliding back, to reveal a peek of my panties."And...?" And sometimes I rub myself like this." and I take my hand and begin to rub my clit through my panties. I can feel. I was so hot I couldn’t stand it. Her tongue waseverywhere on and in me, flicking my clit and slurpingaway. My eyes were still clamped shut, flecks of reddanced on my eyelids. Far away I heard a girl moaning inpleasure. The sounds were coming from me. Pleasure shotthrough me, I was high with delight. And then, veryquietly, I said “Oh,” and sighed.I had come, peaked, been delirious with sensation,writhing on the bed. I opened my eyes slowly, comingback to the world. Sara had. She cheerfully offered for me to come in and she walked in front of me down to her bedroom. She was still wearing the entire cowgirl outfit she'd had on for the parade and I loved how sexy her tight ass looked in the short Western skirt she'd worn."Cheryl, you know the use of my guns, and other cowboy stuff doesn't come for free," I said, as I felt a huge hardon growing in my pants. Cheryl was a junior in high school and I was only an eighth-grader, but I'd had erections and had been jacking. I am interested in hearing why you think I need Luther for you,” she said and hit me again across the butt.“Five Ma’am, thank you! I think because Mandy has a huge ass and you don’t want me to feel left out with a smaller strap!” I joked. My mom’s next swing was no joke. I felt it, and my knees buckled. My eyes flashed wide, and my mouth popped open. What made it worse is Mandy’s grinning pumpkin face staring back at me as she pushed closer to breathe in my suffering.“Six Ma’am, Oh thank you! I.