Keeps you

"I might have use for you, take that shirt off and stay quiet. On your knees where you belong" She commands

You eagerly obey, stripping from the last of your clothing and kneeling as ordered. Meanwhile Miss Locke pulls Miss Heath into a deep, firm kiss. The younger teacher goes limp in Miss Locke's arms as her mouth is invaded by a tongue. She's utterly overpowered, moaning senselessly, and you're more than a little jealous. When Miss Heath is released from the embrace she slumps to her knees, needing to grab on to Miss Locke's thighs to steady herself. She looks up at her new Mistress with reverence.

"Strip for me girl" Comes the command.

Miss Heath quickly gets to it, stripping off her shirt and skirt, then her bra and panties. As she moves to take off her heels and stockings she's interrupted"Keep those on" demands Miss Locke "Come here boy"

You shuffle over, until you're side by side with Miss Heath, kneeling before your Mistress.

"Worship my boots" She commands

Without a second thought, the two of you lean down and begin to kiss and lick her black leather boots.

"Why don't we make this interesting? Whoever pleases me the most, gets to orgasm, and the loser will just be left begging and frustrated. That sounds fun don't you think"

You hardly needed the motivation, but now you try even harder to show your devotion. You glance over to Miss Heath, it's going to be hard to compete with a sexy woman like that, and it's clear Miss Locke is enjoying bringing her down from looking so elegant before. You on the other hand have always been easy prey. You're just going to have to prove willing to submit even further.

Miss Heath begins to kiss up Miss Locke's thigh, tenderly planting her hot lips against soft flesh. You copy her and work your way up. You're hard again now, and your increased arousal spurs you onward. As the two of you reach the base of Miss Locke's skirt, she obligingly undoes the zipper at the back, giving you unrestricted access to her legs. Her thighs are thick, and surprisingly firm for an woman of her age. You imagine the bliss of being caught between them. Perhaps a reward if you please her...

"Slow down" She tells Miss Heath gently. The younger teacher had started to kiss at Miss Locke's crotch, trying to please her pussy through her panties. She looks up timidly, her perky breasts rubbing against Miss Locke's leg. Meanwhile you are still eagerly worshiping. Occasionally your hard cock would bump into her and you had to **** down the urge to hump her leg like a horny dog.

She plants a firm hand on your forehead and pushes you away, and you awkwardly land on your back. Miss Heath shuffles back quickly before the same happens to her. You don't dare complain, and it's quickly clear why she wanted some space. With a smirk, Miss Locke begins to unbutton her blouse. Teasing the two of you, she removes it agonizingly slowly. You're vaguely aware of your mouth being left agape as you stare at her chest. Miss Heath moans gently as she instinctively runs a finger across her pussy. You're both transfixed as the blouse falls to the floor, giving you a glorious view of Miss Locke's huge breasts encased in a black lingerie bra.

She's not done there though. To your delight. She hooks her thumbs around her panties and delicately slides them down her legs, before casually kicking them towards the two of you. Miss Heath snatches them out of the air and quickly brings them to her face, breathing in their scent as she rubs her pussy some more.

Miss Locke snaps her fingers, before beckoning you both forwards. You scramble back to your knees and crawl back into position by her feet, gazing up at her bare pussy. Miss Heath likewise has resumed her stance, quickly forgetting the panties.

"Now lets see...who do I think has done the best job so far" Miss Locke ponders