”Now Clara's face turned very red.“We started about three years ago.”“You don't ... that doesn't cause problems or anything?”“Neither one ...of us is the jealous type, and it keeps us from feeling... ” Tiffany paused to search for the word, but Clara finished the sentence for her.“Stale.”The two didn't talk any more about the subject for the rest of the day, but as they were getting ready to go home Tiffany gave her an unusual invitation to call her if she needed anything. That night over dinner. On the last Friday of every month I have to go to Miss Sharon's flat fora "holiday" let me say right now its no holiday for me. I have to catchthe bus right after I finish on Friday evening and it takes about halfan hour, I run from the bus stop to the house and hope that I'm not toolate - Miss Sharon does not use the demerit system, I just get thrashedif I displease her in any way and believe me its not hard to do. Shemakes me wear the full works; black frilly dress, lace bra, FrenchKnickers,. "I might be a sweet and sexy lady, but I do have a bitchy side. So, if either of you tells anyone about this, I will fail Al automatically. Do you both understand?" she asked before bringing her face towards my cherry. "Yes, floozy," I said, advancing her head to it. "Now, it is time for me to grade you." She wasted no time to start eating my pussy as the pro I already knew she was from the pictures. "Holy shit, she is the pussy-eating master," he praised her, getting a closer look. "Fuck, she. I imagine I am fucking you and she gets some really nice hard fucking.Annie clapped her hands together and asked me for the panties. She sat on a feed sack on top of a bale of hay just low enough for my cock to be at cunt level. "So are you going to fuck the lady that put the scent in those panties Peter?" I kissed her lips, played with her tits, then slipped the head of my cock into her juicy cunt. When I was moving inside of her Annie pressed the hand with her panties onto my face at my.