If my tongue was not up to going at her hard, she just grinded my face into her pussy all the harder. Eventually, she slowed. Wow what an experience a...s I thought it was coming to an end. Honey, get undressed, she said; but didn’t loosen the lock her legs had on my head. Don’t worry I’ll let you up in a minute, but I want you to keep me good and wet. I began unbuttoning my shirt and was able to get it off. My pants unbuckled and lowered. I was trying to kick off my shoes when another wave seemed. By Friday I was really tired of dragging my mummified arm around. Besides, it was itching so badly it was driving me crazy, so I unwound the wrappings and threw them away. I spent a few minutes in absolute ecstasy, scratching my tortured skin until it was an angry red. Even the stitches itched, which I took to be a good sign.When I came down the stairs that morning, my mom almost had a cow when she saw that I had taken the bandages off. After examining the arm, however, she reluctantly agreed. I decided to head out and work on the tan, I put on my older bikini and out I went. What a nice day, warm sun beating down on me, no one around and just myself here to relax. I must have dozed off for awhile, and must have been dreaming about something very hot. Because I woke up with my hand rubbing the bikini bottom right over my cunt and it started to get very wet. I woke up and looked around, at first I wasn’t sure where I was, but I soon remembered that I was sunning myself in the. But luckily for me, at that moment in time, she was single. We were in a dragging English class. Annabelle was sat four or five diagonal places away from me in the classroom. I was what everyone called a ‘goody two shoes’, so I sat down sensibly and began my essay. As I looked up to gaze around the classroom, I caught Annabelle’s eye glaring at me. At first I thought she was looking at someone behind me, so I looked around, looked back at her and she shook her head. Afterwards, she slowly.