She smiled and looked down at her tits, as she rubbed and squeezed them, saying," do you wish mom had tits like these? " I smiled and replied, " it wo...uld be real nice! lol" She just stood there, rubbing and squeezing her nipples, biting her bottom lip. I watched as she stood there teasing me like crazy. " You know its just us here and I havent had any in awhile! Mom has mentioned that your dick is nice and thick!", she said as she walked in front of the TV. I began rubbing my bulge, while she. That left a lot of other possibilities on the table, though. She lifted her sunglasses, leaving them perched on top of her head, regarding me with curious eyes.“Yes,” I said, this time with emphasis, maneuvering her hands until we were palm to palm, fingers interlocking, mind curling over her knuckles and squeezing firmly. “You and what you make me… feel. Miss,” I added, a beat later, our gazes locked until, shyly, I lowered my eyes, submitting to her stronger will, knowing that I had just. She can see wetness around her crotch which isn't good. She Whispers under her breath in embarrassment and fear. “fuck it's happening again. Now is not the right time for this. Okay, calm down Samantha. The class is almost over you just need to hold on a minute longer.” her face was going red out of embarrassment as she looks up at the teacher and raises her hand. He looks over at her as she started squeezing her legs together. “yes Miss Samantha? May I go to the bathroom? Yes, you may.” she. S: is there something going through your mind? Should I be aware of it or is it better I stay quiet and not push you to tell me what is it?P: I am not really sure, I want to share it as much as possible as I can’t share it with anyone else and at the same time, sharing it with you might take things in the opposite direction. I don’t want to lose you for anything.S: hey sweetheart, what is it? Come on, you know that I won’t stop talking to you for any reason.P: I want something for my b’day from.