He closed his mouth and stood there. “Mr. Jackson, it’s 4:30, we have to get Kaylie home before her parents get worried. We called them and said she was staying late with me, but we need to get her back soon.” Sarah said as she bounced into the room. Hank turned to see she had put a light pink button shirt over her camisole. She had the bottom couple of buttons done up but most of the white camisole was still visible. He noticed that her nipples however were now covered by the shirt. Kaylie had on a sweatshirt that was obviously too small for her. Her breasts were pushing it out but the bottom did reach the top of her skirt, so it didn’t look as bad as the white shirt. “We can take my car.” Sarah said and grabbed her keys and purse. Sarah and Kaylie walked to the door and turned to face Hank. “You coming, Mr. Jackson?” Kaylie said and giggled at the double meaning. Hank walked over and followed them out the door. He watched their beautiful asses sway in Brunette front of him as they descended the stairs. They fetish walked over to the car and stopped. “Do you want to drive, Mr. Jackson?” lactating Sarah asked. “No, that’s fine. It might look better if you drove”. he said. Hank crawled into the back seat and Kaylie slid in the front. Sarah pulled out of the parking lot and started to make her way to Kaylie’s house, guided by Kaylie’s directions. Hank pussylicking sat and tried to make sense of what he had here. The two girls were obviously back to normal as far as their mental state was concerned. They also seemed to still be accepting of their new roles as they were treating him almost as their father. He couldn’t believe this could be happening so easily, but he wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He would have to watch closely and make sure they weren’t trying to pull one over on him. His momma didn’t raise no fool. “It’s the white one there with the big tree in front, Miss Johnson.” Kaylie said, and Sarah pulled into a wide driveway in front of what Hank thought looked like a mansion. He got out of the car and blowjob followed the girls to the door, admiring the perfectly trimmed lawn and expensive landscaping. He hesitated a little when he realized he didn’t know how he was going to explain his presence. What would a janitor be doing escorting a teacher and her student? I did, and he went back to business. He had me in his arms as he lifted He pulled out the note, “Here is an email account to use; pinkcarnation at mailbox.net (password).” At the bottom of the note was a Brunette hastily added line, “Check your mail often!” Bill got a chill lactating of excitement, his dick sensitive and growing as it moved around inside his clothes. “That’s an interesting conversation-starter.” Brandon smirked down at me. After the dance...” He said that western girls are a lot more vocal and active than Chinese girls when they are being pleasured. Part of her was enjoying it. Tabatha joined us, wearing a tight fitting little white top and her black bikini bottoms. Then the feather fetish made its way up one thigh, across her pussy, and back down her other thigh. My mother and the two women were tied to masts, their clothes hanging in tatters, my mother was almost naked blowjob with her large breasts jiggling about as she struggled. I saw her face blushed and asked if she was okay. My tongue is deep in pussylicking her wet cunt and I now have two fingers deep