For me, this was normal.“Can I feel it?” she asked.“Sure,” I replied.She knelt down in front of me, between my knees and slipped her hand arou...nd the shaft of my cock. She thumbed the backside just in the fold of my foreskin, as she studied my tool. She pinched the head and remarked, “You’re leaking.”“Pre-cum,” I replied. “If you keep that up though, you’ll get the real stuff.”“This is so cool,” she said as she fingered my tool. She slowly worked her fingers up and down the shaft of my manhood,. ’Shifa ‘yes, master.’She laid down on the bed and I got up to pull a chair from the reading table and sit on it.Me ‘ now I want you to play with yourself, get started’She rolled to the left of the bed and started biting her lips and pressing her boobs. In no time, she closed her eyes and started to moan, ‘ ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhh’, she pulled up her boobs and started licking her tits.Me ‘I want u to play with your pussy as you lick ur tits’Shifa ‘ yeessssss masterrrr’She starts rubbing her clit. I had a sneaking feeling though that getting them on there would require a lot of effort, the school having a reputation for being very close to a penny, according to Jennifer that is.Finally though the lunch bell went and I handed them each a get out of jail pass for a town visit as we headed down for lunch. I chose to walk with them, as I had a feeling they were in for some sort of ‘third degree’ from Hatchett. I was correct when she met them on the stairs, her face falling when she saw I was. But I'm to make love to Linda first. I'm going to screw this up. Hell, I was all thumbs trying to pull those zippers down. Why didn't they do it for each other? Oh, I guess it must be some type of symbology or something. Uh, I did that for Evie when we got married the first time, he remembered.Eyeing the bottle of expensive wine in the ice bucket, he almost reached for it. No. You don't drink, you idiot, at least not enough to notice. I know that I'm going to screw up in there, but at least.