"Betty? I didn't know you were in NUDEP, too?"Betty made a sour face. "I'm not. That Mr. Rushmore made me spend the rest of today like this."Mr. Baxte...r laughed. "Good idea. Well you can help Jennifer out today. I was going to use her as a model for geometry review."He handed both girls papers and asked them to pass them out. Jennifer was used to the procedure and let each of the students get a good, close-up look at her but Betty was very upset. She tried to turn away as she passed out the. The strong smell of sex in the room overpowered the fragrance of her hair, which I had first noticed when meeting her.I climbed from the bed leaving the tired teenager, and searched the room for my clothing to no avail and ventured into the adjoining hallway, quietly closing the bedroom door.Claire was standing in the kitchen, wearing only a lemon sweater and smiled when I approached, her eyes darting to my flaccid cock and asking if her young cousin was still sleeping. “Her first time, except. He took a deep gulp of the juice, but it didn't taste right. He finished it off anyway, not caring, then ran to the bathroom, having to go potty. When he got to the bathroom, he saw himself in the mirror and stopped, forgetting about going potty. He saw his Mommy looking back at him, but with all her clothes wrinkled and her makeup smeared. Realizing that this was him in the mirror, he touched his face feeling it. He put his hand to the ear ring, and tugged it gently, surprised at. “Oh yes that feels so good.” He worked my lower back and then poured more oil down my legs. His hands were kneading out all the stress that was in my body. He rubbed and massaged my feet and my toes. Then spent extra time working and kneading his hands on my buttocks. I could just feel the stress leaving my body. “Keep rubbing! It feels so good. Oh God!” “Turn over babe. I want to do your front.” I did as he said to do. He poured the oil all over my firm breasts. He kneaded each one. He.