"...and with a final smacking that has to really hurt, I tell her to move her legs so wide, for I want to put the spreader bar in place, after she sli...s on her 6" heels that I've brought in for her...I place the shoes, nice and shiny black, in front of her and she maneuvers well enough so that with the least effort on my part, she's donned the sexiest shoes I've ever enjoyed on any woman... ...the spreader bar in place, she's now at just the right height for my concrete-hard cock to finally get. Slowly approaching him, she is silent. Lowering her body deeper into the water, shoulder depth, her jaw jutted forward ready to float towards her prey, those circling fingers…. As she nears her target, she opens her pouting mouth, bares her teeth and waits for the moment when the hand stops making one figure and moves to the next. Then she attacks. Bites his index finger with her front teeth, the pull is light but intense. He doesn’t struggle, he has heard her approach, smiling to himself that. Shame was something Syndee never possessed. She enjoyed the stares from sexy men, especially black men. She got off on the pool floor, walked to the pool, and dove in. She swam the length of the pool and then pulled herself up. She found a chaise lounge next to a sexy black man, whom she had seen before. She laid down and drew one leg up. She opened her legs to let her womanhood feel the fresh air and let anyone have a look. They did. A black man, thirtyish and well-built, noticed her body,. Ball's wondrous attributes. I grew a little quiet during this part of the discussion, trying to avoid drawing any untoward attention to myself. As the conversation got a little cruder, I felt a hand on my arm, and turned to see Debbie Wilson from all those years ago. She had been the only student who suspected that something might be going on between me and Mrs. Ball. Although I had denied it at the time, I was never sure that Debbie believed me, and I was always careful to make sure that Mrs..