Think of it as an adventure." "But..." Matt started to say and Karen cut him off. "No buts, what is your name?" She asked. A full 2 minutes passed wit... no sound from either woman. Finally, the younger woman replied, "Betty Grant." A single tear ran down the woman's face. Her friend hugged her and they stood up together. Karen took Betty to a little restaurant down the block where Matt and Karen used to have lunch every Saturday. Karen ordered them both salads. Betty said she wanted the Mexican. " Going into one of his packs he removed several items. "Soap to cleanse you, a gourd to use as a dipper to rinse and a drying cloth for you to use. You need to bring your own clean change however," he chuckled.Putting away the things she had been working on she stood, disrobed and took the things he offered. Slowly she climbed into the trough of water. This was a feeling she had only experienced a few times. Water was too scarce, too precious to be wasted in this manner. Small amounts could be. I'm sure my classmates were caught off guard by my smile and answer. "Of course Ms. Pearson. I will see you after school." I will see that plump ass of yours while I fuck your nasty cunt. I thought to myself while my erection became full blown at the thought of what I would be doing to My Ruthie for the last two weeks of the school year.I rushed to Ms. Pearson's classroom as soon as the last period bell had rung. She was there already and was alone. I took the initiative to lock the classroom. The power I was thrusting at meant that if I made one mistake I would hurt her. But I didn't. Again in slow motion I watched as Becky drew her legs up towards her chest as my cock continued to pound into her cunt. Her arms thrust out to the sides and she gripped the bed sheets. Her sweat covered body glistened. I could see the sinew of her muscles tighten as her orgasm ripped through her. Her face was contorted in exquisite pleasure. Her nipples rock hard her cunt puffy and red. At the very.