Sheryl cupped her daughter’s A-cup breast and pinched the tiny nipple. Ellen gasped and archer her back. Sheryl pushed Ellen’s t-shirt up to expos...e her breasts. Ellen raised her arms and Sheryl slipped her t-shirt off and set it aside.With her hands on her daughter’s cheeks, Sheryl cautioned her daughter, “You can’t tell anyone I am doing this with you. Not even Eric.”“I know, Mom.” Ellen certainly was not going to tell anyone what she was about to do with her mother. She was about to have sex. The ice is unbearable and my body doesn’t know how to feel. I let out a few pathetic muffled cries but they go ignored. The ice on my clit melts and all that remains is his thumb circling that numb tended spot while the ice inside me makes my body twist with pleasure.As the feeling in my clit returns his thumb works harder working that spot that controls me bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I can feel myself about to come I’m so close his thumb circling fast and fast building me. The pour she gave herself is just as generous, I could see. ‘Cut the shit,’ she laughs, jabbing a finger at the chat windows and pages peaking from behind the documents I’d been staring blankly at. ‘Those a project you’re working on?’ I stopped doing any actual work an hour ago, but somehow I was still in that chair, going through the motions. She saw right through it – maybe because she was doing the same thing. ‘You should report me,’ I say, taking a slow sip. I try not to pull a face as. I must be going nuts or something!”Her shuffling turned into pacing as she seemed to be making a decision one way or another. She decided to stop this now and get him transferred out of her class to remove the temptation. Then she collected her purse and walked toward her car keys to take Tim back home. “Yes. I don’t need the complications a relationship with this student could create – not only to me but to him. Yes. I will nip this in the bud before anything gets started. Heck, nothing.