It was just a good skin on skin, meat in meat solution to an age old problem with young people living a life of abstinence whilst their sexual needs r...emained unanswered without any hope of deliverance. Sister Agnes’s Bobby solution seemed to be working because the female student morale had gone up lately and a large number of the girls wore dreamy looks on their immature faces whenever Bobby past by with his robes down to his ankles and as all the girls knew wearing absolutely nothing on. My fingers probed the depths of her wet pussy. There was no diaphragm, no barrier. My mind raced as I pondered the implications.But, I didn’t slow down as I made love to her. My tongue fucked her pussy as deeply as I could push it. My fingers pressed onto the sensitive flesh between her pussy and anus. Chuck began to lick and kiss her nipples. She started to move and I told her to lay back and enjoy the moment. I returned to continue to paint her sex with moisture from my tongue. Her copious. " As Ispoke one of my hands began to rub my crotch and I made a feminine whineof pleasure to emphasize how aroused I was.My mistress ordered me to stand and remove my dress. I unzipped the longzipper and it fell to the floor leaving me in my bra, panties, pantyhoseand high heeled boots. I caught my reflection in one of the mirrors ofthe family room and nearly ejaculated on the spot. My mistress grabbedme by the shoulders, kissed me hard on the mouth and then dropped to herknees and began to. It was all she could do to keep from squirming in her seat. Her father’s finger was barely two inches away from her boob, and he was rubbing his finger in the dampness from Ronny’s and Mr. Johnson’s cum. She wanted to explode from excitement and shame all at the same time.Then Dan held his finger to his nose and sniffed. “Pop, huh?” he said, looking even more skeptical now.Mikki knew her father suspected something, but he didn’t say anything more so she figured she was off the hook. At least.