H offered to drive me home. I quickly agreed. I felt it was so cute the way he apologized for having such a clunker of a car, but I knew teachers didn...��t make much money. As we drove to my house, I fantasized that he would kiss me goodnight as we pulled into the drive way. He didn’t. In my fantasy, he did and he did more. In my bed that night, I lay in the darkness and thought back to the black of the darkroom. I remembered feeling his touch, his breath on my neck and his hands on mine. I. My eyes never left Gina, who was now sitting on her mat, sipping from a glass of water.It was watching her slip a hand inside those leggings that sent me over the edge. I could so clearly see her hand tenting that soft, clingy fabric as she finger-fucked herself.My orgasm hit hard. My weight became too much for my legs, and I allowed myself to fall back onto my bed. It was a light show in my head, an electrical storm in my cunt. I just lay there, letting the pleasure wash over me. Only when my. I felt, more than heard her moans as I ravaged her clit with great doggy kisses, feeling her thighs tighten around my head, holding me as a willing prisoner to her sex. As much as she was enjoying my ministrations, she was busy pulling my cock to the back of her throat, letting it almost escape before sucking its length back in. I felt her fingers as they danced around my nuts and explored behind them. I felt her pushing a finger into my ass as she devoured my length. I moved my hips trying to. Helen showed up in the doorway and said, “What are you two gurls up to, I heard some noise in here, and seeing you both kissing is making me get excited again, but I have to piss.” He boobs were hanging out, her pussy was dripping juices, and her hair was tossled about. Herb and I looked at each other and said, “come on over, we are your piss slaves for today”. Herb and I got down on our knees in the tub, in our stockings, girdles, and empty bras and faced Helen on the edge; she stood up on the.