Several times she had to stop and pick up papers as they fell from the folders under her arm.Samantha took a deep breath and pushed open the door with...her shoulder, preparing for another long day."Alright class, let's get started. I assume that everyone has read the assignment?" Samantha said as she pulled a pop quiz from her briefcase. A chorus of moans echoed in the classroom. Sam, as her friends called her, smiled as she handed out the test papers. Why should she be the only one feeling. I also kissed her hungrily and deeply. Aunty pushed her tongue into my mouth. I sucked on my auntie's tongue like an ice cream cone. My rock hard cock pressed against her big belly. She immediately took hold of my cock in her hands and started massaging it. I was shivering with lust. My own aunty massaging my rock hard cock!!! I moved my hips in tune with auntie's caressing of my cock. Breaking our French kiss, aunty told me "Monu, put on the light. I want to see a cock live. I never had seen. .." Johny says a bit sulky. I pinch his ass and whisper "Thanks Johny, you were amazing" And quickly make my way out.I like to do my 'victims' as I like to call them, out in the park. I like the excitement of getting caught. The feel of grass rubbing up and down my back as I get impaled. Or even a rugged wall. But most of all I like the excitement of the hunt itself. The exhilaration that runs trough my veins when I run and spot the cock that I want. The chase that follows....I love, how wet I. “Fifty! Fifty! My man has scored number fifty!” Abby exclaimed punching the air with her fist. Wendy and the others stood applauding Brad’s milestone goal, her eyes were trained on her son now on his hands and knees in obvious discomfort.“I hope Jake isn’t hurt too bad,” she commented to Dan as the trainer, Zack Archer, hurried to Jake’s side, and Jim staying with the coaches.Dan placed his arm around Abby’s tiny waist for comfort and support, “He took a hard hit and maybe had the wind knocked.