"Now, to the matter at hand," I said, closing and locking the door behind us. "Stand there in the middle of the room and take off all your clothes."Sh... bit her lip and winced a little, but moved to the center of the living room and began to strip. First came the shoes and stockings -- I was surprised to see she did not wear pantyhose, but old fashioned stockings and lacy garters. Rich girls, I guessed. Next she took off her sweater and blouse, then stepped out of her skirt. She did this all. She’s wearing her frosted blond hair down today, instead of up the way she wore it yesterday. She’s wearing a snug fitting gray-tweed business jacket above a snug fitting matching tweed skirt, the skirt hangs about six inches above her knees. I should’ve chewed her out, for thinking the star quarterback she dumped me for back in the eighties was the better man. Memories of what I did in my classroom with her daughter Jennifer and Marley came to mind, this thought made me feel I’ve gotten even. I press thumb on her ass, her now lubricated hole easily taking it fully inside.I hear her moaning. I fuck her hard, my cock pounding inside. I can feel the cum building in my balls. My cock straining, eager to erupt inside her. I thrust over and over, amazed at the tightness of her pussy. I pull out, not wanting to cum like this, wanting to be able to kiss her as we cum together. As I pull out I hear her groan, "No, please, cum in me."I roll only my back pulling her on top of me. I feel her. "Sho' nuff! Well if you done ate cunt, then you at least be bisexual sweet meat. Cuz, once ya done it, you always gonna want to eat cunt, understand?" Yes, I understand ma'am, I-I'll always want to ah... eat cunt."Latanya grabbed Laura's blond hair, twisted it to get a firm grip, and forced her face just in front of Tamara's rosette."See this here? This here be a nasty asshole," Latanya said as she tapped a finger on the shorter girl's exposed brownie."You ever eat a nasty asshole, baby girl?".