Delina threw her teacher's legs over her shoulders. She had spent the last five minutes playing with her boobs, licking and sucking them until Mrs Mwera was groaning like a patient in a Flying Doctors' ambulance. Now, she stared at her language teacher's dark pussy lips shining with the juices of arousal. The sparse cunt hairs clung to the sides as if fearing they would fall into the pink depths. Delina lowered her mouth to wash the thick lips with her outstretched tongue.
"Tss-aah" wailed the poor teacher. Arms supporting the thick thighs, the girl lapped the lips up and down, spreading saliva and cunt juices all over the outer lips, which were gaping open ready for anything. "Aaaaah," wailed the teacher again, this time because Delina's partner in crime Marge, behind the sofa and leaning forward, had taken their teacher's boobs in her hands kneading them, and squeezing the nipples gently. At the same time she was running wet lips over Mrs Mwera's very sensitive neck and ear region. The young Ruthie sat in the opposite sofa watching all this going on, remembering how she had felt two days before, when her bathtime was invaded by these two girls. A wild mixture of pleasure and embarrassment came over her again. She clamped her naked thighs together, yet the smells, sights and sounds of girl-on-girl sex were getting to her. Delina's bottom as she knelt between the teacher's legs seemed to invite her, but she had been ordered to sit still.
Then Delina invaded her teacher's inner lips with her tongue, flattening them against the sides of the wide-open cunt. "Wuuuui!!" the teacher gasped in ecstasy. She ran her wicked tongue along the gash left by the inner lips, stopping just before touching the clit. Mrs Mwera had been expecting the tongue to visit her clit.
"Oooh, don't torture me that way, girls!" For answer she felt a finger at her cunt's entrance, rimming the hole. Slowly as the tongue continued its depredations, the finger pushed into her hole. It set up a fucking motion, before it was crooked to attack the roof of her channel, where folds and grooves lay hidden. As this was rubbed, by the tip of the finger, the teacher's boobs were being sucked. At one and the same moment, Marge sucked one nipple into her mouth, Delina's tongue eventually arrived at the clit and the rubbing of her G-spot hit a peak.
The teacher's thighs trembled, her mouth let go of a high-pitched scream while a powerful jet of warm liquid rushed out of that pink flesh drenching Delina's lips and chin. The girl drank it all up, save for a few drops that ran down onto the sofa. Ruthie's emotions were in a violent swirl imagining that their teacher was going through what she had been subjected to by Marge and Delina, but without the shame; she could see Mrs Mwera was in paradise.
Marge was moaning into the teacher's titflesh licking slowly, while Delina was finishing the cleaning up the cunt of the various juices. "Ruthie, come sit at Mrs Mwera's other side!" suddenly commanded Marge. The youngster came timidly and sat. Before she knew it Marge, behind and above her, had attacked her small half-lemon tits with her hands, squeezing them and pulling at the nipples gently. At the same time Ruthie felt Marge's mouth on her earlobe, causing her to shrink her neck. Delina's hand, unoccupied for some time now, drew Ruthie's legs apart to rub the inner thighs. Despite being just past her nineteenth birthday the girl had them quite thick. Delina laid her head against Mrs Mwera's thigh, keeping her eyes towards Ruthie's body as her hand rubbed and squeezed the thighs. She ran her palm the whole length of the girl's thighs, approaching the sparse cunt hairs. Without being asked to she opened them to let Delina's hand fondle her thin outer lips. Ruthie heard herself moan quietly. Marge stuck her tongue a little into Ruthie's ear bringing a louder moan to her throat.