"Samara why did you stop walking?" A deep male voice sounded in her mind as Luxray walked back to her. "Oh.. Luxray.. Sorry I saw this lake and isn't ...really pretty?" Samara said as her voice was almost a whisper. "Yes very nice. Would you like to stop for lunch then?" He asked her, nudging her arm to help snap her out of the trance. "Yeah can we eat by the lake shore?" "Yes" The two walked down the little path towards the lake. Samara rested her hand on Luxray's back and they walked in silence. I am helpless to do anything but watch you. You finally dip your mouth down to kiss my breasts – to take the nipples into your mouth and tease them with your tongue. I am in ecstasy and my fingers weave into your hair. You rest your leg in between mine and I feel that sweet piece of man flesh pushing into my leg. I want you pressing against my womanhood – I need to feel you – for you to give comfort to the aching at the juncture of my legs. I urge you to rest more of your lower body onto mine.. It was organized. The demographics were also a huge shift. Leah would often be the only white woman in the room at her inner city school. Leah didn't care about race. She wanted to teach children--but that didn't mean no one else did. She was accused by many students for being racist when she had to discipline them for even the most outrageous incidents. Needless to say at her first school she had to worry about students by passing the metal detector. At her current school she had to only worry. She started to remove her saree, but i stopped her. “leave it on.” she nodded and continued caressing my cock through my pants. I reached under her and pulled her damp panties down her legs. She lay back on the bed and i lay beside her, with my hand stroking her sweet little shaved pussy. “i shaved for you,” she said.”i love it shaved, thank you.” i pressed my finger into her slit and felt her wetness. My finger worked its way into her tight little cunt moving in and out getting nice and wet..