Red head rebellion

Rebecca looked over at Jennifer, who, smiling, nodded. Taking a deep breath, she started over,"Mr. Clarkson, I saw Jennifer teasing you on Thursday."

You couldn't help the cold shiver than ran down your spine at that statement.

Looking at Jennifer, who winked at you, you ask carefully,"Did you now, I'm sure you have a great many questions for me, young lady."

Rebecca looked over at Jennifer, that at you again. Trembling, she closed her eyes as she started repeating over and over again,"She doesn't rule me, only what I want matters."

Sliding out of her seat, Jennifer moved behind the red head. Kneeling behind the girl, Jennifer placed her hands Rebecca's shoulders whispering in her ear,"That's right, Mommy and Miss Michelle cant tell you what do any more."

"No, they can't," Becky replied.

Jennifer kissed the girl on the cheek, whsipering,"And why dont they?"

Her hands curling into fists,Rebecca hissed,"they are liars and hypocrites."

"Such a good girl,"Jennifer murmers while massaging Rebeccas shoulders.

What is going in this girls home life? You ponder more than a little shocked. Cupping Rebeccas chin, Jennifer turned her head just far enough to kiss the red head. The sound of Becky's whimper was like gasoline onto your dick. Shyly, her mouth opened, and Jennifers tounge slipped in to play as reward.

You shifted your position, your trapped erection becoming more uncomfortable.

"See, wasn't that nice," Jennifer said. At Rebeccas' hesitant nod, she continued,"All that's left is to tell him what you want."

Rebecca nods, then gasps as unssen, jennifer hand had moved down, cupping her breast.

Rebecca eyes close in pleasure as Jennifer rolls her nipple through her shirt. "Just tell him was you need," Jennifer extorts.

"Mr. Clarkson, I need to feel," Rebecca shudders, continuing. "I need to be with you, with Jen. I waannnt you to make mmmeee a woman."

Her mouth opens, and Jennifer nibbles on Becky's earlobe whispering,"you almost there just one more thing."

Letting out a low moan Rebecca pleading" please cum in me, please leeettt meee risk."

"You were just perfect," jennifer growled. Turning her head, jennifer looked up at you," Well Mr. Clarkson can she play with us."

There were a thousand things you wanted to do in this moment. But instead of ripping the clothes from your body you tell the teens,"Yes, but not here."

Jennifer stands patting Rebecca on the head,"I think its time we leave dont you."

"Grab your things,"you order. Heading to your desk to grab your stuff you hear Rebecca whisper to Jennifer in wonder,"I did it I actually did it."

Locking your classroom the three of you make for the main entrace. Stopping at the office Alice asks you,"have all your students safely left Mr.Clarkson?"

"My last two are sharing an uber. Im escorting them out and heading home." You reply.

Exiting the building, you could see that after the last bit of ****, the rain was letting up. Looking around, you didn't see anyone,"lets get out of here while they're no witnesses."

Moving quickly, as one can in 3 inches of standing water, you head to your car. Unlocking the doors, the three of you get in the girls in the back seat. Going slowly to not hydroplane, you inch the out onto the road. Straightening the car, you begin to accelerate when Jennifer asks,"Are We going to your place or mine?""

Stomping on the breaks, you turn to the back seat, yelling,"JENNIFER! Please dont fish for a reaction when it might... get.. us...killed....."

Jennifers unrepentant smirk waited for you as both girls fished their bras out from under their shirts. Looking at Becky, Jennifer says,"ignore him. He's loving this."

Turning back around, you grip the wheel, silently praying. Reaching to turn on the radio, your hand freezes.

It hits you, Jennifer had asked my place or yours.