The cum mixed with my juices and ran down my thighs dripping on the floor. I shook violently from my own orgasm that just added to the mixture flowing...out of me.We collapsed to the floor with him still hard and buried deep inside me. He was breathing very hard and felt heavy laying on my back, but I was happy he was there. I felt him move and pull himself out of my ass. There was a slight popping sound and he was out. He rolled on his back trying to catch his breath.He laid there with his cock. She tasted great and she moaned and wiggled her hips slightly. As much as I was enjoying this, it was time slip my blood bulged muscular penis into her glorious Scottish scut. I whipped off my shirt and dropped my lightweight wool trousers to the floor. My rod stood proudly at a 45 degree angle to my stomach. Barolo in my veins notwithstanding, there would be no trouble ‘keeping wood’ on this occasion. Lifting her right ass cheek just enough to open her quick I took my young sensitive pinkish. I would never forgive myself if he harmed someone now. It isn’t a threat, it is an obligation I feel toward you, Cathy, and all the other decent women of the area. That behavior can’t be ignored. It would not be safe.’ Maria saw the logic in Emerson’s words, but felt surprise at the depth of his emotion. She also realized that she already felt safer thinking about Hogan leaving the area. That Emerson would enforce his ultimatum, she had no doubt. They rode in silence the rest of the way. It was. Given time, I was sure I could get out of it, but it might make for an uncomfortable situation until I did. I took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped inside.This was Mrs. FitzWilliam's ninth-grade English class. Mrs. FitzWilliam was a kindly-looking gray-haired lady, probably in her late 50's. Since I wasn't yet in the ninth grade, I'd never had her as a teacher, but I knew her by sight. Her class was quite full: about twenty-five students. As I entered the classroom, everyone looked.