"Crrrriipes!" Sue gulped.

"Oh, honey!" Mr. Brown barked.

"Whew, jeez!" Sue whispered, watching the fizzing eruption.

"I'm cummin'!" he panted. "Oh, jeez, Mr. Brown!"

She had never seen such an intriguing sight. His big balls were swinging. His hand was pumping, his prick was shooting.

Sue dipped her hand down into her panties. She couldn't help it. She had to. She was too hot to stand it anymore. She found her clit and rubbed it until she came, until the wonderful sensation of sweet climax grazed her, then goosed her full-blast, overwhelmed her in fabulous ecstasy.

She didn't know, had never known, that cumming could feel as good as it did right then, watching Mr. Brown's weeping prick, his herky jerky hand, his passionate face.

"Yes, yes, finger-fuck yourself!" he yelped. She did, she fucked faster until the stimulation subsided and she tingled all over, finally grabbing back onto the edge of the sink with one hand for balance, while her other hand jigged and danced in her pants.

"We're masturbatin' to each other!" Mr. Brown woofed.

"I know," Sue whimpered in a darling, soft voice.

CHAPTER THREE

The next morning, Sue got up and dressed for school. She put on a tight, mini, Jean skirt. It was faded and hugged her delicious curves like a candy wrapper. She added a tight red sweater and white tennis shoes.

She joined Mr. and Mrs. Brown for breakfast. Beth Brown was a thirty-seven-year-old blonde who still had a fine body. She had a face that resembled an angel's.

"Sleep well?" Beth asked.

Sue glanced at Mr. Brawn. "Yes."

"Good! Mr. Brown will give you a ride to school after breakfast, and thanks for staying overnight, Sue."

"You're welcome,"

After breakfast, Mr. Brown and Sue rode across town to Waverly High School.