“Class, class! Settle down, settle Down!”. Mr Jackson’s voice rang out, quieting the hubbub as everyone got to their seat, and the whispers stop...ed somewhat. “As you can see, Ms. Constantini is modeling for her art class, and her teacher asked, and the principal approved that she be able to change an hour before class starts. Something about lines or something. “ Looking around the class, silencing them with his patented look, he continued. “Now that we have that out of the way, let’s return to. "And you always thought you could get right-handers out, if only you were given a chance." That's true," I admitted. "I never particularly liked being jerked out of games so quickly. But I was just -- y'know -- happy to be here, and didn't really question it. Anyway, it was working! Paul seemed to be right, the way he was handling me." It's maybe one of those 'be careful what you ask for' situations," Maria said."Yeah. But I just don't understand it. On the one hand, I was happy -- at the time. ..a lovely pair...firm...ripe...sweet"Now Marie's cheeks flushed, "Do you prefer the Anjou or the Bartlett?" For eating I prefer the Bartlett, they tend to be fuller, juicier and their skin is softer, more succulent, but for poaching I like the Anjous they are firmer and tend to hold their shape when hot." He replied.She laughed with him and extended her hand, "I'm Marie, nice to meet you."He gently took her hand, it was smooth and warm. "Nice to meet you Marie, I'm Jason."He picked out his. " He continued to lick and kiss and suck each tit enjoying them for quite a while.Then his hand pulled my skirt up and rubbed my leg close to my pussy. He began to rub my pussy on the outside of my panties. Now I was getting very hot and horny. As he rubbed me he also took a tit in his mouth and kissed and sucked it. "Spread your legs for me." he whispered. I was out of control and did as he said. He took my leg and put it over his lap spreading me wide. He then pulled my panty aside and rubbed.