There was light coming from an inner doorway (with an open door) to my left, and I tentatively wandered in that direction. When I finally reached it, ... looked in and observed a very odd sight. It was a big room ... really big ... with one wall covered entirely with full bookcases. The other three walls were completely covered in white dry-erase boards, and there was odd mathematical scribbling everywhere I looked. In the center of the room were four desks, which all faced each other, each with. From her snorting nasal breathing and the saliva drooling from her mouth around the gag, I could tell that Amanda was wildly turned on by the experience of being fucked through the zip hole of her jeans. The heady excitement of it, her musky smell as her cunt juices flowed and the friction from the strap of the dildo which ran between my legs, all combined to take me quickly to an orgasm. As I felt my climax building, I gripped one of her buttocks in each hand, pulling her even more upwards,. “And my low post game is even more deadly. I have four goals in basketball this year, lead the City League in scoring, blocked shots, a City League Championship, and to make All-State, and do all this in my freshman season.” There was some gasps as all in the room thought I was a Senior, as the word must be was still getting around about me.“My name is Coach Hart, I just want to say, you do like to dream big. I will let you stay today if you keep quiet, but you should know Coach McCarter. We orgasmed together with me blasting a big load into her spasming cunt. We slowly lay back and slept.In the morning, Beth left for work and her meeting where she would quit. I puttered around the house a bit. I saw Wendy and Nancy jogging past the house and waved. They turned and came to the door. I let them inside. “Strip, bitches!” They quickly removed their clothing and knelt facing the door and away from me. I unzipped and pushed my cock into Wendy’s ass making her groan as it had to.