"That's a shame, Chrissy, what do you do?" I'm an actress, well, a wannabe actress to be honest. I'm taking actingand dancing classes right now, and g...o for some auditions, but maybe, oneday, I'll be a proper actress. I do pub work to pay my way," shethought, well the last bit is sort of true."That sounds great. Me, I dance like an ox. Some people say I act likean ox, too."She laughed. "That's not true." What? That I don't dance like an ox, or don't act like one?"She looked at him more closely. She was getting in the mood and kissing me back. She is an expert in french kissing I could feel her tongue entering my mouth, she was sucking my lips so hard, and put my hand on her pussy and moving it back and forth and releasing her breath on my face.She stopped and removed her kurta and bra and dropped it on the floor. She told me to pick it up while she go half naked to the staff room. I picked them up and she was walking in the corridor with notebooks in her hands. I went in front of her. It suddenly felt a little weird to be doing this so I then started rubbing above her breasts and around her shoulders. My mother just threw her head back and smiled. Again my fingers would occasionally venture downward. I was able to rub my fingers over the top area near her breasts. It was extremely exciting to be rubbing near her tits and staring down the whole time. Her boobs would move a little as I rubbed my hands around. I kept adventuring closer and closer to her nipples every time. Hal was pumping my dripping wet pussy with slow deliberate strokes while I was concentrating on the action going on right in my face. I got the urge to reach up and cup Jim's big gently swaying balls while he was fucking Betsy. His body tensed and he let out a small groan when he felt my fingers gently squeeze his nuts. The sensation must felt good to him because he began to pump harder. Then I got a little braver and when he pulled out I released his balls and wrapped my fingers around the.