With my hands over her lower abdomen, I began massaging her clit with my thumbs in circular motion. “aaaahhhhh…” she shouted. I paused, looked a... her and asked “is it hurting?” “don’t stopppp” she almost yelled at me. I bent down and began kissing her pussy. My tongue was playing with the clit while my lips pulled her pussy lips while my thumb was still giving the top of her mound a massage. I dipped my tongue into her honey pot to taste the nectar while my thumb was vigorously rubbing her. "Christ," I muttered, "The pope gets more action than I do." Half-joking, only. Heather looked straight at me. "Hon," she said, "I'm really tired, but look; next Friday after we've got the kids to school..." My job allows me a fair degree of flexibility, and of course as a tutor, most of her work is done in the evenings; mornings are fairly free. Sometimes I take the morning off, and we spend it in bed together. I must still have looked annoyed, because she continued; "Tell you what; as a. " HE informed the milling always hungry teens.Soon everyone was milling about and partaking of the munches.. That is everyone but poor naked chained up Helga and the milkers."c***dren let Lory show you how you hand feed a milker" HE said...Lory reached under the rolling cart and withdrew a large plastic bottle with a flared nipple.She took it over to Mrs. Gunther and by pulling her nipples forced the teacher down on her knees.Once she had Helga at her own height, Lory forced the long flared. " The 6'3" Irishman said to himself as he considered how best to start a conversation with her. That she outranked him didn't really matter to the handsome Ensign. Back on his last assignment on Starbase 42, he'd had a truly incredible one niter with a full Commander. Not that he could even remember the woman's name right now. Jane-something or other he recalled. Then again he seemed to remember someone calling her Kate. But it really didn't matter, that was then, this was now. And what was.