Jodie was delighted and went back in to Miss Emily mode. “Do you still teach at the old school?” Miss Emily asked. Sharon blushed and replied, “...es, Miss, I do.” It seemed so strange to be addressing one of her ex-pupils so formally, although at the same time she found it exciting. She was certainly surprised at her mixed feelings but quickly found the experience of being submissive to someone so relatively young quite arousing. “Good, Sharon,” Jodie replied getting firmer by the second. “Now. You squeeze and relax your pussy around me, massaging my cock like well-trained fingers wrapped around me. My arms are wrapped around you, pulling you tight against me, skin against skin — my dress shirt draped over our bodies like a test, enhancing the warmth we generate. I move my hands slowly down your waist, feeling your soft skin against my fingers, down to your hips. I hold your firm ass in my hands and slowly, purposefully begin to move my hips up and down into you, grinding more that. ” Then Mrs Carver had a spark of inspiration. “Tell you what, Michael, you can have a practice right now. I’ll go downstairs and get your breakfast ready. You go and shower and then come downstairs and you can eat your breakfast in the nude.”“Mom are you kidding me? I can’t do that. I mean ... No I Just can’t”“Of course you can. Then by the time you get to school you’ll be used to it. Your dad’s at work. He is on earlies today. So there will just be the three of us; you, me and Claire.”Ten. Liz starts to speed up the rhythm of her hand stroking my penis. She grips my balls again, stroking my shaft. "I want to sit on it." Liz gets up and sits right on my hard throbbing dick, inserting it into her slick wet pussy. It goes right in smoothly since she is already so wet. I can see her chest in front of me now. Her medium breasts and nipples are rock hard, sticking out at me.Liz is above me, her tits start bouncing as she starts riding my hard penis. I slide in and out of her with a.