. . when you put on the video, he kinda pulled my hand down under the table . . . and I knew what he wanted . . . and it was like kinda dark . . . so ...I like unzipped his jeans and you know . . . rubbed it." "But there was more than just that, wasn't there?" the teacher questioned. "Well . . . I got the zipper down and I touched the big lump still covered with his boxers . . . and I have to admit . . . I WANTED to touch it . . . like for real," she admitted. "Now we are getting somewhere. You. Then he said, "That bra doesn't cut it. I can't see your nipples through it."I said, "I'm sorry, sir. It's all I have. I will have to buy some new clothes that will meet with your approval this weekend. I don't own the kind of things you want me to wear."He still glared at me. I wasn't surprised though. I knew he wouldn't be pleased.He looked over at Lisa and waved her closer. She had a look on her face like a beaten dog. She seemed to be handling this even worse than I was, if that was. “Good, good.” Mistress said. “And how would you feel about taking off your trousers for us, Brian?” Brian was really red now and looked to his Aunt for direction. She nodded. Reluctantly, Brian stood and removed his pants, leaving him only in his underwear, his shirt having already been shed under the guidance of Mistress. Under the attention of so many women, he could feel a stirring in his groin. The women didn’t seem to take notice. “And why don’t we remove those underwear while we’re at. Kelly's reaction, as she felt his fingers there, was an instinctive one and she slid her foot back, thereby raising her knee and affording him more room in which to pleasure her. And pleasure her he did until she could not have been wetter.He ceased fingering her and Kelly glanced over her shoulder as if in reproach. But he'd only stopped in order to move his sun bed closer to hers. Having noticed his erection she could easily guess what his intention was. It was when she had turned back to.