Patricia Powers has to be the tallest female teacher in our school. I’m five-eleven and she’s as tall as me - in her low heels. From what Mom and ...eb have told me about their weight, I would put Ms. Power’s weight at near one-forty, maybe even one-forty-five. Though she wears loose, button-front blouses, she wears tight, knee length skirts that hug her sexy ass and thighs. I have never seen her in a full skirt like other teachers wear.She always wears heavy makeup, with bright red lipstick, and. The natives had plenty of goats, but there didn't seem to be any milk products here now. She would have liked some cheese or butter. The bread would be like sawdust without it, and she wasn't hungry. But she ate, ate and smiled. She ate to please!Kubby was the one with the best view. He sat facing her, and without looking up, she knew very well his eyes were glued tightly to her almost entirely visible body beneath the tattered nightgown she was wearing. It had been ripped and torn in so many. She wanted to really hear him gasp with pleasure and know that she was the one satisfying him. She practically clawed off his jeans herself. In a moment, the snake was released from its cage. His member was well-shaped and a good size. As she leaned over to take his cock in her mouth, one of her favorite country songs came on the radio. She enthusiastically started sucking to the tempo of the song, moving up and down quickly, slowing only on occasion to suck and lick the tip. She could taste. >, If you get it wrong, then you have to pay a forfeit of my choosing. I may ask you to do something, or I may ask you a question. >, That’s not fair! What about if I get it right? >, Quid pro quo. Okay, you can’t see me, but you may ask me anything you want. >, What do I get out of it? >, Think of it as a chance to get to know me. >, That’s not much of a prize. And if I don’t want to play? >, Log off and go to lunch. His answer sat there, brooding and silent, the electronic.