I could feel his 16cm cock harden under my stimulation. Hunter was trying hard to concentrate on the road and acknowledged that it felt good. Being a ...very warm autumn day, I took off my bra from under my top and thew it onto the back seat. In warmer weather I frequently go braless as my breasts are small and there is no sag. My nipples are quite pointed, giving the appearance of pointed breasts, rather than small rounded ones. On arriving at the bridge, Hunter turned into the picnic spot and. Then, just as her hand stopped, Mom's right knee moved away, spreading her legs and drawing her skirt even higher. Suddenly, light reflected off a narrow expanse of white material, starkly outlined against the dark material of Mom's skirt. "You will, won't you?" Mom asked, her voice still soft but not as smooth as before."I'm going back to school in a few days." Oh, but it won't be until summer. You can do it then, can't you?"My voice caught in my throat but I nodded and managed to croak, "Yes,. I thought I was going to smother. My kid sister's firm thighs were clenched tightly around my ears and she was pulling my head closer with her hands. I could hear her cries although the flesh of her thighs around my ears muffled the sound. Then her cuntflesh seemed to convulse, to writhe and bulge against my mouth as she held me in a virtual stranglehold with hands and legs. Yes! Oh God yes. She was cumming!As my kid sister came down from her climax her leg-grip loosened, her hands fell away. I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. So help me God. Yes, your Honour, I understand. Tell the court, in my own words, what happened on the day in question. The trouble really started when I was asked to take the Upper Sixth on a school trip to visit H.M.S. Victory, the famous Royal Navy warship, which was Admiral Lord Nelson‘s flagship at the Battle of Trafalgar. I had better introduce myself. I am Miss Jane, the art teacher at the Saint Cecilia’s School for.