No Sound: Alexandra Belle and Jenn Seven Having Lesbian Moments

With a wave I motioned for her to enter the closet and reluctantly she did as I said “your name is Sarah isn't it.” She nodded yes as I closed and locked the door behind us. The room was dark so I flipped on the low watt light so I could see her and said “I know what you were just doing under Miss Bobby's desk.” She flushed bright crimson and started to leave. I blocked her way and she said “well I know what you were just doing also, so you better not say anything to any one.” I smiled and asked how long she and Miss Bobby had been fooling around. She stammered “we ugh started about six months ago and I was there the other two times she had you play with yourself and also I was in the cabinet watching when you put your hand in her then had intercourse.” I blushed a little and asked if she was a lesbian and she said sheepishly “no! I'm not gay. Miss Bobby caught me doing something in that little back bathroom a long time ago and then started making me perform oral sex on her when she wants. I kind of figured it shaved was the same with you.” I asked “when you left just now in the hall you looked like you were upset or in pain?” She replied reluctantly “some times when she has me go down on her I get really turned on. Especially the times when she has made you play with yourself in front of the desk. I asked if I could join the two of you some time but she just said no. After you leave she makes me lay on the desk and licks me down there until I’m on the edge of an orgasm. When I get close she stops and says when I beg enough she might let me finish. It's driving me crazy. I don't know what to do about it. I usually go the the girls bathroom and try to finish myself by hand but it never seems to be enough.” I said “would you let me see if I can pussy help you. I have just started to learn how to please a woman and would like to see if I could make you climax.” she swelled with pride at being called masturbating a woman as I reached forward and pressed my hand into her crotch like she had done at the door and could feel that she had no panties on underneath the thin dress she wore. I looked at her with a questioning expression and she said “sometimes when she makes me come into her office she takes my panties and keeps them. My mother is getting upset and asking questions. I told her someone steals them out of my locker when I blonde shower after P.E. I'm afraid she is going to call the school and complain. Sarah's body was thin and without the curves ones see's in a woman. She had nothing but small buds on her chest but they looked erect and excited as they pressed through the thin material. Her hair was short and she had an elfin or pixie look to her with large eyes and small cute features. She reminded me of a half starved waif out of some painting I had seen somewhere. I lifted her dress and was sliding my finger up and down her slit. She gasped with the pleasure it brought. I asked “is it all right if I try?” and she readily accepted but then added “only if you will take your thing out so I can see it while you do me.” I removed my penis and stroked it a couple of times so she could see and took her small hand to grasp it. She smiled in wonder as she gripped it and I flexed it giving her a surprise. We stroked each other for a few minutes enjoying the feel of each others sexual parts and I kissed her as Miss Bobby had taught me with our tongues entwined and plunging in and out of our mouths. I knelt in front of her and juicy while holding her dress up began to lick her small sparsely fuzzed vagina. She responded by hooking the heel of one shoe up on a shelf behind her opening her tiny slit slightly giving me easy tongue access to her sweet young insides. I knew nothing about virgins or whether she was one and slid my finger into the tight wet canal. She sucked in air with a hiss and was soon breathing hard. “Daddy,” Becky whispered. I could see the thick bluish veins pulsating that ran up the shaft of his penis. 15:00 She picked up a sheet of scoring paper and wrote some notes for herself and folded it up and put it in her purse. “Don’t ruin this, man.” Oh my god I thought, this is fantastic, my own mother is now my sex slave and she's doing things she hasn't even done to dad! "He wants to fuck," he said, as if I hadn’t understood. Trish spoke first. Tom reached out with both hands and put them on the back of her bobbing head. I couldn't say anything against that. “She came out with a towel around her and sat on the edge of the bed. I really don't want to harm you ... As she was, successfuly, selling a lots of books, even to men who came pussy with their wives and didn't even like to read, I was enjoying the sound my vintage cash register was making, and I enjoyed the view. I was so eager to reach my room, that when I went around a corner, I almost ran into another family of four who was coming around the corner too. Once everything was cleaned up, I mixed a drink, and relaxed. The Assistant looked up, her left lung in his gloved hand, red juices juicy slowly dripping back into her chest cavity. I groaned as I munched on it with Jen while Danielle was grinding on Georgia as blonde the pair danced shaved in the middle masturbating of the living room. All human actions are tainted by our own self-interest to some extent. Clara gasped and sat on her knees, looking up at Alex while panting. Let me speak to the real Yavara!”