I got up from my seat, went to her and stood besides her. She stood up and gazed at my face. Although her face was impassive, it was completely filled...with lust. I placed my hands on her cheek and took hold of her face. She was innocently looking at me. I gently pulled her face towards mine and then finally I planted my lips on her lips. As our lips met I wrapped my hands around her creamy white back and pressed her hard against my body. Her pumping breasts sandwiched between our heaving bodies. I'm kissing her, then I take her shirt and bra off. She leans back as I kiss and suck her breasts and hardening nipples. My hands wandering to her pants, undoing them and she wiggles them down and kicks them off. My hand running over her underwear, fondling her pussy mound and grabbing her ass roughly. I grab her and sit her on my lap, she rubs her ass on my cock while my hand slides into her underwear. My fingers rubbing her pussy's lips and slowly teasing into her. She grinds harder, reaching. “Are you still aroused?” the teacher asked. Cassie blushed, “Yes, Mrs. Jackson. Seeing your full breasts just got me horny again. That along with my ass still sore from the spanking, I need to cum so badly.” “Show me. Take off your skirt, Cassie,” the teacher ordered. Cassie dropped her skirt, exposing her pussy completely to Mrs. Jackson. Cassie’s pubic hair was matted and damp, her lips were puffy, delicate and pink. Mrs. Jackson couldn’t help but lick her lips. “Turn around, Cassie, lean. Through her slacks she could feel his cock begin to stir, rise up and push against her crotch. His hard, masculine nakedness rubbing against her body made the young student forget her friend for a second."No, I can't. Not now," Lydia said, pushing herself free, turning and carefully walking down the stairs."Don't forget. You've got my number," Tom called from the top of the stairs. Lydia didn't answer, threading her way carefully through the kitchen, living room, then out the front door into.