"You can let go of that thing now girl, it's time I gave
you
the lashing of your life," Miss Angelo said playfully as she
sat
up and pulled Brenda forward. "Up on the desk," she said,
slapping the top of the desk with a hand. "I'll do you the
same
way you did me. I forgot how exciting it was to sit up and
watch
your pussy being eaten like in the lesbian videos I watch. I usually go through such an
experience
laying back with my eyes closed. But that was something
else,"
she continued to talk as Brenda stripped and she
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placed Brenda in
just the right position.
"Miss Angelo, you know that was the first time I ever
tasted
a..."
"Pussy," Miss Angelo said as she moved
her chair closer to
Brenda on the desk.
Brenda started to lay back, but Miss
Angelo reached up and
pulled her upright, smiling into her eyes as she worked her
mouth
against her womanhood. Licking and sucking like a lesbian pro, she bathed the
outer
lips of pussy flesh liberally, then snaked her tongue up into
Brenda, curling out the juices for her sucking lips.
Pressing her lips directly over the vulva, she sucked what
few
juices were left, then drank them gratefully. With her own
gratification over, she concentrated on lashing Brenda's clit
with her tongue. Brenda cried out and held her breath, trying
to
restrain her cries, so they wouldn't be heard through the
thin
walls. She gasped suddenly and bent forward over Miss
Angelo's
head, pulling it forcefully into her crotch. Miss Angelo
continued to eat in the awkward position, trying to breath
when
she could. She was relieved when Brenda finally sat back and
started humping her lesbian sex against Miss Angelo's mouth.
Miss Angelo recognized the little panting cries for the
start
of Brenda's orgasm. She doubled her efforts on Brenda's clit.
Brenda's cries got louder and louder until she suddenly
stiffened
and bit her lips to keep from screaming. As her lesbian orgasm tore
her
loins apart, her pussy twisted inside Miss Angelo's mouth.
She
pumped it against that sweet mouth, giving her final offering
of
juices to the warm, sucking lips. The orgasm seemed to go on
forever, then gradually lessened until Brenda fell back on
the
desk in total exhaustion.
Like a mother cat, Miss Angelo thoughtfully cleaned
Brenda's
entire crotch and inner thighs, before she moved back and
allowed
Brenda to stand and get dressed. "You don't want to smell
like
pussy when you go out there," Miss Angelo said, "wash your
face
in the sink before you go out," she pointed at the bathroom door.
While Brenda washed up, Miss Angelo
dressed and waited for
the bathroom. When they were both ready the opened the
office
door and found the gymnasium empty.
"School's over?" Brenda said.
"I'll give you a ride home," Miss Angelo
said, locking the
door behind them. "On the way you can write down Holly's number.
I don't think she has plans for tonight," Miss Angelo said with
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