What if I had misunderstood? What if I asked her to perform such a perversion, only to have her recoil in shock and revulsion? I didn’t know if I ...could bring myself to put my darkest desires into words.Kara urged me along. “You do want it, don’t you Kristy? You want to feel my kiss, my lips, my long, wet tongue?”“Yes!” I blurted out without hesitation, unable to restrain myself.“Where?” she cooed softly. “Tell me where.”A tremble of anticipation shivered through my naked thighs. “On my.... “I...I-...” “Of course you do, dear” Mrs. Page said, “because I can tell” She smiled at Christine then pulled up Serena’s skirt rubbing at her pussy. Serena moaned at the contact and automatically began humping herself against Mrs. Page hand.“Oh, we have a humper” Mrs. Page said gladly. She pulled her hand away and laid Serena down on the lab table. She pulled up her skirt and pull off her panties. “Christine dear, come and sit on Serena’s face.”Christine took off her clothes and sat her pussy. "Howdid you get it there without anyone seeing it?" Veeda helped," he said with a blush. "Plus there was a lot left overfrom building the treehouse dorms at both Academies."Then I remembered, three weeks ago, Longreach had parked his truck atthe end of the street. It had been backed in, right up next to the treeline. I remembered that a lot of the lumber and logs for the dorms hadbeen precut and fitted beforehand. But there was no doubt he had doneall the construction assembly himself."I had. The Windows update running as the computer logged off got on my nerves. '67 68, 69… and its fucking stuck at 69!’ I took out the phone from my pocket and began to browse through the emails. Thirty-one unread emails from Mary were piling up. I could have blocked her, but no. I somehow derived pleasure from watching her desperately seeking out for me. ‘I’m done with you, bitch. No more. Just… no more.’ I put my phone down and stared at the computer screen, but my mind was elsewhere.For some.