I ran my hand up her night shirt to her panties. I could feel the cum dripping from which her husband had left in her . She squirmed and pulled my han...d away saying no I'm dirty. I told her I didn't care but she insisted I stop. She kept on grinding her ass in my lap making my cock uncomfortably hard. She kissed me and said I got another idea. She got down in front of me and pulled my cock out and started sucking me . I was in for whatever as long as I got a nut. Then she stood up with her ass. I told her I was not sure what she meant, and she smiled her wicked smile and looked right into my eyes as she walked up to me and grabbed my hard cock in her silky hands. Sally told me that she knew I was wishing inside that she would open her mouth and give me a blowjob when her mouth was so close to my crotch. I was shocked and amazed on how she could have known that! Was she a mind reader or something? Sally then said that was lesson #1. Again with her confidant smile, she told me that was. Becky was gratified to see that Comet was beginning to get in line with her plans. Every few steps up, she could feel his nose poking under her sheer teddy nightwear. His tongue taking a swipe at her moistening pussylips. She could feel her nipples stiffening in anticipation of what was to come."Good boy Comet," she whispered back to him. "I knew you'd want to help me."They finally made it back into the attic-room, and she turned to close that door as well. Making sure that she latched that. But things WERE working out, for now -- and he was determined that time-wasting showoffs like Claudette and his mother would not interfere... Darla Jean got back to school right after lunch; she could have stayed home, but making Dwayne fumble basketballs was fun. Besides, there was something empowering about having a pack of birth control pills in one's purse, even if they hadn't really taken effect yet... In the hallway outside his sixth period class, Darla Jean decided to see if she could.