“ Be careful you don’t shoot your spunk over my school skirt, will you, I don’t want to have to tell my mum that I have spilled yoghurt over myself again”, as she wanked me to a shuddering climax. Sitting on the chest she would lift her feet up on to the chest and part her feet and knees to reveal her latest fancy underwear, well, I couldn’t resist stroking the fine material and slip my fingers up and down the soft damp gusset, then sliding my fingers inside to ask “ What does it look like inside your panties Babs?”. “Oh, if you want to see you will have pull to my panties off, so that you don’t rip them”. “No, I’ll be very careful, you had better leave them on so that your mother doesn’t catch us.“ As she had on a previous occasion, and warned me that anything like that happen again I should be careful of what might happen in the future, was that an early warning? So I was always sure that she kept her panties on and I would pull the gusset to one side and explore the hidden. “Please.” She bowed her head slowly and planted her lips on my forehead. For a full minute, she kept it there, assuring me. She bowed lower, next to my ear and whispered, “I love you.” And she penetrated me. Just one finger, one time was enough. I clenched. My entire body shook. I tried to scream but my voice wasn’t working. All that escaped my mouth was a short, high-pitched squeak before my body relaxed again. But then she pulled her finger out. And just before it left me, I came. Again. “Don’t,” I wheezed between shallow, aimless breaths. “Stop.” “Yes ma’am,” she whispered, continuing to finger me. I’d never felt anything like it. But I felt everything. “Wanna taste?” she asked politely. “Yes, please,” I replied. I’d always wondered. And I had no doubt my taste buds would be in heaven. And I was right. She pulled her finger out of me and placed it into my mouth. She repeated the motion from only a moment ago, but this time she did it right under my nose. I loved every second of.
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