"Come into the living room and have a seat, I'll get it, it's in my bedroom."I turned to go in the living room and there was my ninth grade history te...cher, Ms. Lynch, sitting on the sofa."Hi, Ms. Lynch, remember me, Russell Bryan?" Of course, Russell, how have you been?" Oh, good, I just need to do some make-up work for Mrs. O'Keefe, that's all. Still on the honor roll." Good, we're just going over some assignments for our classes. Sit down," and she patted the spot next to her.Ms. Lynch was. I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, but she seemed demure, elegant and maybe even shy. She continued to stare at me with a bemused smile. I made a stupid remark about the long line.She lifted her head a bit as if she was about to say something and changed her mind. I was fixated on her full lips. They were slightly open and glistening. She looked like one of the movies stars that I could never remember her name. I was smitten.She turned away again and before the moment was lost I finally found. “Not a bit,” I replied, slipping my hands on to her side and then around to the small of her back.“Can I see your boobies?” I asked. She didn’t bat an eye lash.“Sure,” she replied, stripping out of her t-shirt to reveal two small all-natural mounds with very erect and hardened nipples pointing in my direction. She casually pinched each nipple and asked my opinion about them.“Very nice,” I replied.“You can feel them,” she proffered. I lightly ran my fingers across her nipples as she watched my. “I want to feel you flood my ass with your cum! Please!” Jim started slowly again knowing she was still sensitive. He reached under her and inserted two fingers deep. He could feel his cock as it was fucking her ass. Janet reached up and grabbed Jim’s balls. She gripped them with a firm squeeze and started to gently tug on them in time to his thrusts. WHAP! Jim slapped her ass again and began to pick up the pace. WHAP! WHAP! He smacked her ass then rubbed over the red spot. “MMMmmmm JAMES.