The next day I thanked her, “thank you goddess I do look forward to it. I think I could do it now but it is not a convenient time again. Besides it ...will make it more exciting to keep holding it until I am able to fulfill you command. My piggy poo sits right at the edge of squeezing out.”She told me, “You should stick your finger in slightly just enough to moisten it and smell it deeply and think of me.”I loved this idea and excitedly exclaimed, “yes I am goddess, I can taste it too!”Next she. Don’t you enjoy being naughty like this.” I pushed his hand away, but found I needed to be touched there, so I touched myself, as if to see if what he’d said was true. “Do you like playing with your pussy?” “Yes” “How often do you play with it?” “Maybe twice a week,” I lied. I play with myself every day. Well, almost,” Inger said with a rueful grin. He touched me again, rubbing a finger along my slit. “It’s beautifully soft, quite delicate, and if you could see what I’m seeing you’d see. Was at it again. A loud gravelly sigh signalled to them both that Sylvia and Steve were at it again. Robbie was ecstatic...couldn't have been better planned, ever. He knew that Steve was going to play golf early, he always did on a Sunday. His trip had been cancelled because of the weather but it was ok here. He was a 'creature of habit' his mum would say. Robbie often laughed at this, inwardly, the reason being that every time time he got up early, for golf, she would demand sex with him. That gave me lots of time to watch her and appreciate how sexy and hot she was. We'd even spent time sitting near each other in the teacher's lounge and talking over topics in general whenever we happened to take a break at the same time. Often I'd find myself sitting there or standing near her and getting a hardon from just talking to her and looking at her sexy body. Finally, I found myself being assigned as a co-faculty sponsor on the yearbook along with Karen as the other co-sponsor and I.