Then this of course led to the rumor from a friend of a friend: the new guy got caught getting frisky with his Biology teacher. The story of course go... multiplied with every telling. First I seduced her. Then we'd actually had sex. Then we were caught WHILE having sex. Etc, etc.I tried to ignore most of it, deflecting away the questions as much as possible and just try to graduate, then get the hell out of the state, and move on with my life. I started to get good at the verbal dismissal after. I reach around and pinch his nipple between my fingers. At the same time, I nibble on his earlobe, and he begins to stir. He lets out a soft murmur. I move my arm down and embrace his stomach and chest. I pull him tight to me. My breasts against his back. He is awake now, and he can feel my new cock pressing against his ass cheeks. "What, honey?" he stammers out. "Shush," I say. "Stay still. Just relax." I reach down lower with my hand and find his cock. I just hold it, no stroking.. Whether it was buying grocery at the supermarket, driving her car, cooking in the kitchen, or serving me food, my mother was naked in every thought of mine. I would talk to my mother every night, and most times I would be masturbating, talking to her on the phone. I would be wearing nothing when I call her, and just her voice would be enough to make my dick rock hard. I would stroke my dick as I talk to her, and cum while she was still on the line. I used to desperately wish that she noticed. The bag was partly removed, just enough so her eyes were still covered, and a familiar voice addressed her."Well, Miss, " whispered Ginger, "are you going to scream for help, and demand we let you go? Or do you want to stay, and see if I can make you scream nicely for me like I told you I could?"Karen could not believe how calm she felt. Or how aroused she was. She smiled."Would you release me, if I told you to?" she asked.A finger snaked along her slit, feeling the wetness already there."Would.