Tessa met her teacher's eyes and felt a twinge for the look in them but could only grin a bit, biting her bottom lip to keep from letting the grin get too big. Leave it to her father to move things along. He knew what he liked and wasted no time. Something Tessa was used to now.<br/><br/>The teen rose up from the couch and padded over to stand in front of Miss Connolly while her father played with her nipples. She glanced from the creamy, soft mounds to her father's face eagerly. She wanted to touch the other woman, feel what it was like to have a nipple in her mouth... a pussy in her face. Her cheeks flushed at the thought but she resisted the temptation to a certain degree.<br/><br/>With her gorgeous teacher between them for the moment, Tessa stepped close and reached around Kelly's hips for her father's belt. It enabled her to touch the woman's soft skin a little, as well as pressing her breasts to where her father's big' hands held Miss Connolly's. She grinned excitedly, a bit of the mischief that had ruled her life showing in the sparkling eyes.