"I am glad you are back from school. But I wanted to give you a heads up. Do you remember your junior year math teacher, Miss Weaver?"I did remember h...r very well. I spent most of the year staring at her in class. She was blonde, early 30's, about 5'6", petite with a great body. Whenever she turned to write on the board, I couldn't help but stare at her ass. "Yeah, I remember Miss Weaver. I liked her a lot. She was a good teacher." I hope this won't be weird for you, but I am dating her. We. ”“What?” had been her only reply. He had unpinned one of her hands and used that free hand to slap her again. He had been so strong, and the pain had been excruciating. That’s when she started crying. Heart wracking sobs caused her chest to heave and a pathetic sound to join the orchestra of the bed creaking in time to the man’s thrusts. “Say you’re fucking sorry, whore.”“I’m sorry, please, I’m so sorry.”He had liked that, she could tell. His thrusts began to linger a moment at the end. She was. My cock started throwing pre-cum.She said that the taste of our pre-cum was making her mad.she desperately wanted to taste my juices so she started giving me blowjob inserting half of my penis in her mouth.After sucking for 10 minutes i ejaculated in her mouth.she drank my cum immediately.I cud see the line of my cum and her saliva running down to her breasts.Then i removed her panty and made her legs wide open.Her pussy was full of public hair.She told me to lick her pussy and run my tongue. In fact the lengthy shower they shared showed they were still enjoying it. Though not as comfortable an environment as the two new lovers had to share their lust, Dotty and I had a most enjoyable evening as well.It became both a celebration and a chance to spend our first, albeit short night together. After working with Eileen for another couple hours, there was much to celebrate. We received confirmation in everything we did that Utley was the monster. We had descriptions matching the station.