I could have borrowed the book, but that would be harder to smuggle into the house, and if mom ever found it, she’d send me right back to Father Ran...som for another blow job (new word).The more I read, and wrote, the tighter my panties felt. I looked around. Aunt Betty’s desk was hidden around the corner of a bookcase, and there was no one else nearby. So I lifted my butt off the seat and reached under my skirt. It was a relief to peel the damp cotton off my crotch and feel the air between my. Diana dropped her hands to the sides of Genevieve’s breasts. Her fingers crept towards their center and made tantalizing circles around the nipples, raising the flesh to stiff excitement. Reaching one hand behind Diana’s head, Genevieve gently pulled at the roots of her boss’ hair, then reached up to nibble on her ear, it sent shudders through Diana and they both giggled at the response.“Pull my nipples, Boss.”“Like this?” Diana cupped her girl’s breasts holding their most sensitive points. He then put his cock deep in me again and I groaned and moaned with pleasure. Fuck me I was loving this so much. I started riding him slowly at first then picking up the pace, moving in time with his movements. I felt that strange feeling again and really was in heaven. I reached down and grabbed my own cock and was surprised to find it was rock hard. He then pushed me off him and I nearly fell over, teetering on my high heels. He saw this and grinned. He grabbed me and pushed me onto the bed.. I couldn’t even imagine how wrong I could possibly be. Jeanie, whom I had spent the night making glorious love to, was standing at the end of the bed holding her diary in her left hand, pointing it accusingly in my direction. Her expression was different. I had never seen her look so cold as she had in that specific moment. I did the only thing I could do. I gulped. Hard. ”Morning honey.’ I said with a strangely squeaky voice that didn’t quite seem like my own. Jeanie’s frown deepened as she.