In the meantime, Jane was at class, chit-chatting with her classmates about him. They asked her more and more and Jane liked to be the center of their... attention. She was ready for anything to keep this authority amongst them. It was obvious that her classmates envied her and that excited her even more. Jane felt her pussy get wet as she told them about her encounter. When she was in the middle of saying what a good kisser he was, Jane heard the buzzing of her cell phone. It was a text message.. “What do you want, Mr. Alex?” she asked, feeling defeated. “What is it that you want me to do?”“Just what I told you before,” he said with a sadistic grin. “Instead of arguing with me and making me mad, you ought to be doing something nice to take my mind off calling the police.”“But I can’t do what you asked,” Sharon said desperately.“Sure you can,” her boss insisted. “It’s not going to hurt you to show me those t!ts you’re hiding under that blouse.”?Sharon’s face burned. She could feel the. .. as well as my dad!When we got out to my uncle’s farm, there was a target set up out in the middle of a field. Dad had paced off 100 yards and told me to just see if I could get close to the target. He showed me the trick to using the bow. You DIDN’T do it like you see in the movies. You nocked the arrow, then pushed the bow away from you while holding the arrow near your chin. I felt there must be something wrong with my bow, since it wasn’t nearly as hard to pull/push as I remembered it. "Okay then, lie back."Vanessa nervously shifted around and allowed me to spread her legs. I crawled between them with my face inches from her sex."Pete, no." I need to see what I'm doing. Just close your eyes if it will help."I traced my finger along her slit, spreading the juices over her outer lips. Avoiding her clit for the time being, I gently caressed her inner thighs until her agitation lessened and her breathing became steadier. Spreading apart her petals, I stared into her pussy,.