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Towards the middle of the semester, Mrs. B. devised an assignment where we had to act out a soliloquy from any Shakespeare play. I chose Marc Antony’s “Friends, Romans, Countrymen” speech from Julius Caesar. As we had to be in costume for extra credit, I brought a flat sheet to school to fashion into a toga of sorts. There was a supply closet in the front of the room where people could change. Boys would pretend to peek in the closet when girls were changing. There wasn’t much to see for the most part, as girls might throw a long night gown over their clothes to play Juliet. The door locked on the outside when closed completely, so the few kids with major changes could do so with some privacy.

I kept kissing her through my last couple of aftershocks, but as I looked up into her eyes there was no disguising the bashful eagerness I saw; she wanted it this time, I could tell! I crawled up to give it to her, and I was barely even in range before she was grabbing my ass and yanking me onto her mouth, forcing her tongue as deep as she could reach! I squealed and laughed, Daddy coming up behind me once again to cuddle me and play with my boobs. But amazing as it all was, I was really starting to get worn out! I managed to hold out for three, since Mom seemed to be enjoying herself so much, but that was it for me; Daddy even had to help move me, I was so worn out, snuggling me down against her while he did the same on her other side, draping his arm over us both and holding us tight with his hand cupping my ass.

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