Which makes me stare more at her body. Many times she used to notice me from corner of her eyes. I think she liked it being watched that way. Days pas...sed and i was a bit weak in that subject. so she used to take a brief notice on my activities in her class. As i was weak in her subject, I used to grab every moment to talk with her by taking doubts to her cabin now and then when she used to be free. I think so she also got idea about my intentions. But she never used to refuse me regarding my. At the time, I thought this was gross but I just kept watching her.The other man then got over her face and put his cock in her mouth. Was was moaning some now and then she started saying dirty things that I would have gotten a whipping for. She was saying things like "fuck me"..."yes, I'm your slut"...and I even heard her tell the one man to "blow his cum in her filthy slutty mouth"! I never even knew my own mom could be such a whore but I now had my hand down in my under ware and was rubbing. By bobbing my head up and down on the shaft, faster and faster while my hand continued to pump the remainder of his shaft until I felt his hips jerking up off of the bed adding the thrusts of his hips to the already frantic actions of my mouth. The head of Jeff's dick kept butting against the back of my throat making me fight to control my gag reflex and maintain my intense efforts to please the cock in my mouth. knew it was about to happen and that the butterfly's in my stomach and the. Then my heart gave a little lurch as the fingers moved a bit higher, and suddenly they weren’t tickling as much as stroking, kneading the firm pliant flesh around the back of my thighs. That felt really nice; too nice. The whole hand began to rub against my warm flesh, delicately and tenderly. Almost imperceptibly, I could sense it moving further up my thigh under my nightie. This wasn’t tickling any more, this was definitely caressing. Oh god. The invisible fingers seemed to hesitate; either.