She managed to keep her hands off herself without the visual stimulation, but it was getting her hot nonetheless. As class ended, she headed back towa...rds Mr. Janes' classroom. She pulled a note out of her pocked with her bus time on it. Normally she had a ride to school, but her family was out of town, so she'd been riding the bus home. She gently pushed the door open to his classroom. Mr. Janes was focused on some papers on his desk. The door closing finally made him look up. "Ah, Ms. Allen.. Fuck me." I told her, "Tracy, your upset and drunk and your my step-daughter. I can't do that. Why don't you go to bed. You'll feel better in the morning." Before I had even finished my little speech, Tracy had walked over to me and dropped to her knees in front of me. She reached for my fly. I pulled her hands away but she went right back to it. "I want your cock." My heart was pounding and my penis was responding. Should I stop her? Could I bring myself to stop her?" While I was. The kiss went on and on. Denise's hand slid from Claudia Joy's face and drifted down.She covered the other woman's breast, squeezing so very gently. A gasp was muffled in her mouth and Claudia Joy pressed against her. Denise hungered to slip her hand inside the shorter woman's blouse, to feel the silky smooth skin against her palm. She wanted to take the hardening nipple she could detect in her fingertips and roll it while she watched her friend's face twist in pleasure. She could feel the. Her pussy throbbed at the thought of bending down, barely inches from her son's member. Then her nursing training kicked in, her son might have been stung by a bee, which would mean the stinger was still in his thigh."Will you mom? It hasn't stopped aching since I got it."Mandy didn't see her son flash his wicked smile. His bite was aching but his cock ached even more now.Mandy swallowed hard, she felt sweaty, her pussy was getting wet, the tingling sensation was spreading through her veins..