.. Last night, I stayed late at the paper. I was walking by the teachers' lounge on my way out, and I heard some noises." Oh? And what did you hear?" ... heard moaning and groaning. I went outside and climbed up to the window to see what was going on. I'm sorry, Mr. Jones. I saw something I probably shouldn't have."With a confused and perhaps scared look on his face, Mr. Jones pursed his lips and then got up from his seat, walked to the door, and closed and locked it. He walked back to his desk. She then leant towards Maisey, and eagerly her blonde haired lover moved to meet her, and happily they kissed each other back, while my hard cock pumped happily in and out of her pussy.Then Poppy pulled her head away for a moment to say "Oh god! It feels so good! Oh god, It feels so good! Yes! Yes! Yes!"Then she turned back to Maisey and happily they began kissing again.As they did, i saw Poppy's hand reach up, under her lovers long top and begin to fondle her small breasts hidden under it,. Brad won the rookie scoring title for our team and the league. If I remember correctly, he scored close to forty-five or fifty goals, and fifteen assists in forty-five games. He seemed to always play with a chip on his shoulder and took penalties when he shouldn’t have.”“Do you have any idea why the poor attitude?”“I do know that his parents divorced about five years ago and his Dad was killed shortly after in a car accident out west. Maybe that has something to do with it. I can tell you that. Then, she rolled back again. "Yes. I feel you deep inside. I love you, too, especially... Ah! And then, sometimes I pretend. I pretend it isn't you, that it's another guy." Anyone special?" No, that's what's so wonderful. When you're inside me I can pretend it's anyone. Sometimes it's an old lover, sometimes it's one of our friends, like Tim, or Rudy. And sometimes I fantasize. I pretend it's some guy I saw on the street, or I make up something really weird or sexy or... Yes, slow. Like that....