Frozen with fear of what Sarah was thinking. I looked at over at her, she was still embarrassed and blushed but she was not angry or upset. She just s...iled and bit her lip as she looked me deep in the eyes as Jakes fingers roamed down my hips, under my dress and hooked my pants.My heart started to pound heavy in my chest. I didn't take my eyes from Sarah's, waiting to take direction from her. Her smile widened and I lifted my hips slightly, letting the large masculine hands pull my underwear. " Then, she smiled, "Besides that, you definitely did not chase me!" She snuggled back into his chest.He responded softly as he stroked her hair, "We are all entitled to a mid-life crisis. I'm easily old enough to be your father. Can't get away from that. When I'm around you, I know exactly why he did it. You give me a constant high."Ashley paused for a minute against his chest and reflected on her situation. Yes, his hair did have more salt than pepper since she was in his class. She did not. He grabs my chin firmly and kisses me. “Shhhhhhh” he says, as he holds me against the wall with his forearm across my neck and chest. He aggressively undoes his belt and pants. He pulls out his delightfully hard thick cock. He shoves his fingers into my pussy and rubs my juices all over my lips. He picks me up and puts his cock inside me, slowly at first. He puts his hand on my throat and tells me to shhhhh once more. He puts a little more pressure on my throat and fucks me hard. I start to. ” She cupped her hands proudly under her C cups and pressed them together.“…twenty-four…” Her hands moved down onto her slim waist.“…thirty-four…” Her hands brushed over her womanly hips. “Yeah, right,” I said. “You better let me take a closer look to make sure you’re not cheating.” I had no doubt she was telling the truth. She had more curves than the Monaca Grand Prix.“Well, it doesn’t look like you need further convincing,” she said gazing at my crotch.I looked down. My cock was tenting.