As if trying to escape, I could see the knuckle tugging back and forth between the fleshy lips that were the labia of my little nymphet. Her finger wa...s dipping for apples into a tub that was sure to deliver more than just one in return for the effort.I quickly moved my point of view to her face, still unsure of her awareness to my observation; but her eyes were still firmly closed, her mouth now open and her tongue rapidly flickering in and out of her parted lips. Her throat was also shaking in. It struck me then why Cindy had been accepting. I knew Mandy wassomewhat jealous of how much Phil always watched Cindy's body. And Iknew Cindy teased Phil tremendously and incessantly. So it was a little'payback' for Mandy. First, Mandy takes over my body, Cindy's husband'sbody. Then Mandy gets laid in it. In the meantime, Mandy trapped mymind, Cindy's husband's mind, in Mandy's body so I could directly feelher body's pleasure. And indeed I did, twice, once with Mandy doing thesexing. As I suspected he would our, art master took advantage of having two naked students in his class. As soon as the class had settled down he asked us to pose for an impromptu lesson on life drawing.Everyone in the school knew that Mr. Gordon was gay and was in a committed relationship with a local photographer since he was open about it and the frequently put on exhibitions of their work at local art shows. Despite this he got no hustle from his pupils for he was an excellent teacher. It was also. She heard him moaning under Amy’s dress. Amy grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up over her head. The widower’s eyes were tearing and she spoke to Marie even as she looked down into his eyes.“It’s time, Marie,” she said.Then Amy began to rub her sex across his face, feigning lust, giving him a performance that she had given her clients. (If you had just asked for only me, this could have been real…) Marie was working his shaft with her fist as Amy gyrated on him and as Amy performed.