I never relized how many fine mature women either taught or worked in the office, at our school.And for some reason we were noticing each other that m...orning.I struggled through my first two classes,I was hard thinking about being able to see Mrs Mitchell. Maybe getting a few answers. about her and my moms conversation. Did she tell her she sucked my dick in the park? and what about the Kiss? Mom said that Miss Maggie as she called her,was there for her all through highschool and even when she. Finally the judge would give a ruling, and that would be subject to confirmation by the Emir."Confirmation by the Emir?" Sharon was surprised, "Is he not the judge?" No. He has stood down, disqualified himself, as he has a close personal knowledge of you, Mr. Ambassador."The Deputy Head of Mission then asked, "So who is the judge?" I understand it is to be Ramzy El-Najjar, the Master of Quarry to His Magnificence Mahmoud Abdullah, may he live for ever. He is, I believe, just over sixty years. Sheila was in the living room and looked out as the car drove into the driveway. She hid behind the d****s but could see through them. The girls gave each other a quick kiss on the lips before Linda got out. Sheila’s heart raced. Did the two girls have something going ? Or was this the in-thing to do between girls of 18 ?“You drove Wendy home ?”, asked Linda“Yes I did”, said Sheila controlling her voiceLinda went upstairs to shower and didn’t continue the conversation.For dinner, like most. I lowered her panties, the ones' I had bought her with the outfit and she stepped free of them. I kissed her bare pussy lips and tasted the juice which had already began to pool at her lips. I stuck my tongue deep into her hole as she rubbed my head."Damn you're a good little pussy licker. You might like cock but you're a good cunt licker as well. Suck on my clit. Use your tongue on my clit," she moaned.I ran my tongue around her clit in circles and was just pulling her lips apart with my.