Jackson asked sternly. “See me after class in my office.” “Yes, Mrs. Jackson,” Cassie meekly replied. She knew she was in trouble. Mrs. Jacks...n hardly ever called anyone by her last name unless she was angry. As Mrs. Jackson turned to leave, her hard nipple pressed against Cassie’s arm. This just sent another surge of desire to Cassie’s pussy, which was now aching. For hours now, her body had been teased with no end in sight. The teacher left Cassie and then sat back down in front of the. . Keith” she said looking down to read my name from a paper. “How can I help you?”“Hi doctor” I said, taking a few papers out of my jacket pocket and laying them on the table. “I was hoping to get your signature on a few papers. Approval for lessons I want to start taking”.“What kind of lessons?” she asked sounding sincerely interested as she picked up the papers and looked over them.“Skydiving” I said hoping it might impress her somehow.“Wow, skydiving. Quite extreme” she said and gave me. Kerry had had no trouble at all taking charge of the tiny redhead, and Mark fully expected the same control as the evening progressed. At 6 feet 5 inches tall, he was as ripped as his wife and just as confident in his prowess with the muscle that bulged between his legs. The hints that Kerry had given about her dissatisfaction with Mark's performance in bed had been just the right lure to bring Monica and her fiancé over for what they expected to be an evening of cuckolding. Well, it would be. Had we known ahead of time, we probably would have scheduled classes differently, as it seemed to us that it wasn’t fair to you that this is one of only two classes we have together. We actually discussed this when we were scheduling, but I’m afraid that our experience last year suggested that if we had to miss any class due to games, it would be fine to miss this one.”“Thank you, Gracey ... and the rest of you. At first, it was quite annoying that nearly a quarter of the class wasn’t here on.