Both women were soaking wet with their juices. Cathy moaned, “Fuck me with your fist and then, I’ll help you with Melissa.” I tried hard to fit... my hand in her pussy, but the most I could do was three fingers. “Melissa, go get my clear dildo from my drawer. You know the one," Cathy moaned I as pumped her pussy with my right hand. Melissa ran into Cathy’s bedroom and returned a huge dildo. Damn, that thing was big. She gave me the dildo to use on Cathy’s pussy while Melissa got back on the. I take off my nightdress (I never wear panties at night) and start to caress myself. My brain reiterates the play of the Lindstroems again and yet again. I feel my own soft skin slowly caressing my shoulders, arms tummy, breasts, hips, thighs. After this intensive foreplay on nearly every part of my body I find at last the warmth of my pussy and start to play with it. I rub it with one, with two fingers, put the fingers inside getting in and out, caress my clit and with a surprising loud moan. Can you fucking imagine what I went through? Every day sitting there flirting with my teacher, and not knowing when to cross the line? Months went by. MONTHS. Months of me furiously fingering myself every night wishing it was him. Until one day, I decided that I was done waiting. I had decided the night beforehand. I was going to fuck him the next day no matter what. I got up early and took a hot shower. I shaved my pussy carefully, and ran my fingers along my slit and smiled. Today was the. "I bought this robe today - does it give you a good look at my boobs?", she asked. As I nodded, she opened it full, and exposed er breasts ans now erect nipples. "After looking at Kathleen's do you still find these attractive?", she asked. I told her the I did, at which point she stood up and let the robe fall to the floor. She was wearing a plain beige nylon panty which fit her like a second skin. "Bought this today, too - I know how much you like beige lingerie.", she said. She was standing.