I've since found out that they actually make coffe by mixing their own pee with water, about 50:50 before brewing it. They kept asking me if I wanted...a cup, I kept saying no, then one day I drank some. It actually tasted more like salty coffee than pee, I have a cup with them every morning. The reason I'm there, when they are seated for breakfast, I stand next to the table and lift my dress or skirt so that they can each get a small juice glass full of the fresh stuff. They keep talking. They wanted it more and more, but the orgasms took their toll on them. After each climax it took them longer to get fully aroused. They fingered their clits mercilessly until they came again. Prisca realised that Stella's orgasms were draining her body seriously now, and that her climaxes became less explosive with each new one. Her own clit was burning from the incessant stimulation, but she forced herself to another beginning after each new orgasm. She was still so hot. Whenever she could. Many students tried to get a glimpse down Miss Long's blouses, some even knocked pencils and pens off their desk hoping she'd be nice enough to lean over to give them a view of her perfectly formed C-Cup breasts. Even when she wore her glasses (which she avoided most of the time) she still looked stunning. The male students drooled over Miss Williams. Even some of her coworkers did too.She opened the email and read quickly.It didn't matter that this was her sixth year of being a teacher--she. He couldn't tell the truth if his life depended on it and he had a problem with violence toward women. He hadn't been in her life much and it was by his choice.When she brought my food I thanked her and said, "I hope this isn't too forward, but you are a very pretty young woman. You have an exotic look that catches a man's eye.' She smiled and her eyes lit up "No, um, thanks,' she blushed a little and went back to work. The smile never left her face the entire time I was there and my drink.