He had wondered where the "new sexual Kathleen" had come from and she had told him she had switched the brand of her birth control pills and it had ch...nged her hormonal balance.The prim and proper schoolteacher had disappeared in a dark tunnel one day. She had gone into that tunnel a confused woman who didn't understand what she was doing and she had come out of that tunnel into the light of day a slut. What else could you call a thirty-three year old woman who daily sucked off faceless. He watched as she touched herself working her way to her clit. She pressed and rolled it in her fingers feeling it react and harden as his eyes were fixed on her motions. She could feel his stare and wanted him to see deeper. She played more, faster, dipping down to feel the wetness at her opening and bringing it up to tantalize her clit more. He played it off, but offered to help by spreading her outer lips wide. Exposing her to him. Her fingers dance across her clit touching the opening to. "You're gonna cook us too, aren't you?" Yyyyup."Between bites, I ask, "Do you cook everyone the same way?" No, we like to mix it up a bit. Grilled, honey roasted in the oven, spit-roasted... We're waiting for a shipment of a large deep fryer too." Do you ever cook girls alive?", I ask."Only if they're really annoying. And the oven is the only way you can cook someone like that. The spit kills too quickly and it's hard to grill someone if they're still moving." When you do me... Umm... Can. While she was talking I was inhaling her scent, she was driving me crazy. I began to feel my dick getting hard and with her looking right at me I was sure she was going to notice. Luckily she turned around to write down her address and I quickly arranged myself. "Can you be there at 5pm?" she said. "Sure I'll be over at 5pm sharp today." With that I turned and walked out the door clicking my heels at the thought of maybe seeing Mrs. Shannon in a bathing suit before summers end. After school I.