A soft voice said, "Come in" and I opened the door to see Joanne, the blonde lady I had been introduced to downstairs, get up from the bed. She was st...ll fully dressed except for the panties that were hanging on the doorknob and to emphasise the fact she deliberately spread her legs as she rose from the bed so I could see her hair-fringed pussy. She had obviously done this before and she had a smirk on her face when she saw that she had caught my attention.We made small talk for a few minutes. I sat down in the chair and pulled the desk to me. I made sure I should keep me legs together, so boys won't see my panties. It was impossible to cross my legs under one of these school desks. The bell rang as the rest of the kids in the class rolled in. All of them looked at me as they came in. Some of the "in" group giggled in the back. "Quiet class, I have a few announcements to make." Everybody got quiet. Ms Jenkins clasp her hands together and said, "Today we have a new student, actually. All of them except for Amber who was a beauty by comparison. By comparison mind, in the wider world she was a 6.5 out of 10 for looks with breasts saggy beyond their years. But at his place of work she was a 'stunna', a word he picked up from his tabloid jargon class at college. After a hard day writing about court cases and retirement bashes he would rush home to his grotty little bedsit. As soon as he shut his door behind him he'd whip out his tiny cock and bash one out to Amber. Two minutes. I have always had pretty good cock control, so I more or less wiggled it around inside her, sending out signals to 'dance' as I had previously thought of it. Making my cock lurch, bounce and throb hard enough for her to feel it inside without actually moving."That's hot," she literally purred, only then slowly beginning to move herself up and down my shaft, the fullness of her breasts so erotically jiggling, bouncing a bit as she did so. My hands itchy, wanting desperately to reach up and begin.