. SLURP" It was too much; from the first time his tongue touched her sensuous flesh, the General's will had snapped. "Your scent... so sweet... like c...innamon." The pair began thrashing together, the older man's pants a distant memory as the naked slut rode his aching member there in his chair. A moan of primal gratification slipped from her perfect lips, and as he reveled in the soft delight of her boobs, she raised her face towards the ceiling, her expression exultant, as her eyes began to. "Yes, Sir, I understand. And I am sorry to be so much trouble. I do love it here and I do have a lot of friends here. And I love working for you, Sir. Can I have some time to think about it?" she asked."Of course. Today is Friday and it's only 10:00 am. Why don't you think about it and give me your answer first thing on Monday? That gives you almost three days to mull it over and we can deal with this fresh on Monday, whichever you choose to do," he said."Thank you, Sir. And again I am sorry. "You're going to get us both fired," Laura said, but Yvette's mouth on hers stopped her before she could go on.It was a scorching, demanding kiss, and Laura kissed back heatedly. When it stopped, they still clung together, kissing each other's neck, cheek, ear, throat."I want you, I want you," Yvette murmured over and over."It's so dangerous." Nobody will know. I want you. Whenever I come over to your place, somebody else is there." Oh, Yvette." It's true."Laura burned with shame. The last two. Pupils knew they could dress even more slovenly in Mark's classes so shirts and blouses often became untucked, buttons became undone. With Taylor it was a bit more of an art form – she knew how to arrange the clothes on her frame just so, to maximize the effect she wanted. That frame itself was a work of art too, although an incomplete one. Slender Taylor, with her creamy skin and tousled long blonde hair, could look like a delicate creature or a girl that had just fallen out of bed - but.