I slumped on the ground next to Barbara. She took a finger full of her own pre-cum and put it to my lips and said, “Thanks Molly, now try mine.” I...reluctantly tried it and it was sweet like mine. She smiled and asked me if I could help her out as she was so turned on. “I don’t know Barbara, I’ve never wanted to do that.” She asked me if I would sweetly again and I said “Ok, since we have become such close friends I would try it once. She stood up and her clit was very hard. I started rubbing. Peter didn’t know what to do. His beautiful teacher was holding him close to her body. He could feel her large breasts pressing against him and her body was now against the bulge in his pants. He just stood there, inhaling his teacher’s perfume.“I need my keys,” Mrs. Bentley announced. “My bag… keys,” she mumbled.Peter saw her pocketbook lying on the floor and bent down to pick it up. Mrs. Bentley clung onto him as if her life depended on it. He. As I circled the piece a final time, I noticed an attractive young woman about 10 feet away holding a large sketch pad staring intently at the piece. She had pretty auburn hair and a serious look on her face. The sketch pad was hiding her from the waist up, but from the waist down it revealed a lovely pair of legs, in a green skirt that ended just above her knees. Her legs were beautifully pale. I quickly followed her legs down to find her feet in a simple pair of sandals. I walked by her. Morgan humping her face came rushing back. Then she gasped as the memory of Lonnie Evans big, black cock slamming into her pussy. inflamed her sex and made her lower lips hungry for more. She lathered up her hands and slid them slowly over her clit and into her pussy. She moaned deeply and shoved three fingers as far into her burning cunt as she could. He had such a huge cock, and he fucked me like an animal. I came so hard I passed out! Oh GOD, it was so fucking hot! Trying to recreate that.