Jenna would do anything for this wonderful person. She loved Sister Ann for all that she had done. To kiss her back was nothing. She swiped her tongue along the small of her back and licked off a line of sweat. She felt Sister Ann's skin bristle with goose bumps. Jenna knew Sister Ann liked it, even though the fit brunette wouldn't admit it.
Again, Sister Ann weakly pleaded, "P-please...Ms. Tarp...please, you're..." her voice trailed off when she felt Jenna's tongue come to rest at the top of her ass crack. The anticipation and vision of this beautiful young, voluptuous teacher licking her ass was overwhelming. She held her breath.
