Sometimes I might, um, flick my tongue at the spot below the head. And I'd start using my fingers next time you were in my mouth again. Just pumping w...ith the same rhythm." Mmm, quite good so far, slave. Please... don't stop now..."Amanda surprised herself at how much easier it was getting to describe it. The blush had all but disappeared from her cheeks. "As you got close... I would move faster. Pump you harder, stroke you with my lips and tongue quicker. And when you came..." She paused. It. Smarmy school administrators love hearing the word 'just' when someone has them bent over a barrel. Janet 'just' wanted everyone's session tapes destroyed and the bitch gone!Bailey didn't need to be the center of all things. Curiously, she might have been better suited to being the one who sharpened the axe, drew the cut lines, and made sure the lumberjacks were limber before chopping away.My stepfather was utterly unfazed by news that Bailey and I were fuck-buddies. This was at odds with the. " The crew member protested."We’ll take our chances." She finally turned her attention to the man, reaching out to run her fingers up his arm. "Why don’t you go start loading our things into the rowboat?" She suggested, lowered her voice and drawing the man in. "You look strong enough to accomplish the task… and many others I’m sure." She added with a twinkling laugh."Right away miss." The man smiled and hurried off to do as he asked."Now why couldn’t you have been that easy?" Elanya turned. She pulled her blouse out of her skirt and moved my hand up underneath and back to her breast. She broke our kiss and hugged me as she asked, “Do you need help getting my bra off?” I reached back behind her and fumbled with the hooks but managed, thanks to practicing with Mom’s bras wrapped around a chair. Then I moved my hand back to her front and up under her bra to hold a real boob in my bare hand. She purred in my ear and said, “Mom could check on us any minute so you better make your move.