She was still in shock over the brief encounter with Maria when the lounge door opened. One of the senior class girls entered the lounge. Barbara reco...nized the strawberry blonde, Sandy Thompson. ‘Oh excuse me Mrs. Cook. I was supposed to meet Ms. Sanchez here. She was going to help me with my Spanish assignment,’ Sandy said recovering quickly. ‘Ms. Sanchez is in the bathroom. She should be right out and I was just leaving,’ Barbara said as she exited the faculty lounge. Barbara heard the. I laughed. “What, what do you call it, ‘petting’?” “Petty?, she asked. I sighed and smiled. She acted like she didn’t get the American slang. “Hmmmm. French kissing?” “How about Brazilian kissing,” she said. We did some of that and I showed her my dairy goddess given long tongue. “What is that?” she gasped. “Want me to show you?”I didn’t wait for an answer and got out of the bus to come around and invite her into the back on the bench seat. “I’ll show you something you will truly like.” I did. “What made you decide to move?” I asked. He sat down in a chair and I found another chair and did the same.“I have been here for about fifteen years now. MY V.A. benefits have been good as is my government retirement that is starting to arrive. It’s time to move on and enjoy the rest of our lives.”“I understand,” I replied.“Austin, Cynthia and I have been considering this decision for a few months. We’re going back to our hometown. This city has been good for us, but it is time to go.” He stood. Siobhan’s face hadn’t moved from Emma’s sex and her tongue was now deep inside the student’s pussy, feverishly probing into the hot tunnel. It was never going to take Emma long to cum like this and soon she felt her body start to shake. Her arms began to buckle as she pushed her ass back against Siobhan’s face, sharp pants gasping for breath.Emma slumped forward, her face resting on the sheets, as Siobhan wiped her forearm across her mouth to remove most of the wetness. This was only the.