For the next week, Mr. Steele limited my discipline to occasionalswats when the lace on my panties showed, which was a relief, but hehad unwelcome new...s for me. The Minnesota football team - the Vikings,he said - were playing their first game of the season on Sunday, andhe'd invited three of his friends over to watch it."And I want you to serve us drinks and snacks, Lisa," Mr. Steele said."In your French maid's uniform. You must curtsy to them and call themsir. And remember, the lace on your. I realized that she was getting impatient for me to move on to the ‘main event,’ so I continued my journey down her body. I ducked my head under her thigh and rolled onto my stomach with my face just inches from her sopping sex. The aroma of aroused womanhood was overwhelming, rich and earthy.I tentatively stuck my tongue out for a taste, and even though we had both just showered, part of my brain expected the smell of pee in Becky’s aroma and I momentarily gagged. I spurred myself onward,. I felt Dana starting to shake and quiver as she was cumming. Her body was going into spasms as she hit her pinnacle. Then, her hips arched upward as she collapsed spilling out vulgarities, climaxing with an, "Oh, Fuck!" Dana moved into a fetal position as I laid down next to her. I never got naked because she was so wound up. I let her rest before I decided to ask her the magic question. "What got into you today?" "After an early lunch with the girls, I was driving back to the house in the SUV.. .." "I said that the sea floor's crust moves from the maga pushing the old crust and forming new crust." "Could you draw me a picture?" she asked. He nodded. "Do you have a pen with you?" he asked. "Yeah." She leaned to the side and bent over. Her tube top shifted up a he caught a glimpse of her side and her pelvic bone. He could see her thong string. He closed his eyes and looked away. No, I can't do this, she is my student, why don't you just help her first and then just go look at porn. She.