Which to me is the big drawback to being a lesbian. The next time I had Life Drawing, the teacher, Mr. Michaels, asked if I’d stay after class as h... wanted to talk to me. I flashbacked to high school, when being asked to stay after class never boded well. But this was art school and I hadn’t done anything wrong as far as I knew. Mr. Michaels was a good guy, though, and I didn’t think he cared if I was seen smoking on school property. His wife taught there too, sculpting, and they’d both been. You know that don’t you? There won’t be any amazing recovery or miraculous reversal of your condition. You’re blood is hopelessly poisoned. Your kidneys are failing. Your pancreas is shot to hell and your fucking liver is a puddle of blood. Very, very soon old man you are going to die. Right now as I speak there are tortured souls in hell who pity you old man, because they know how terribly you are going to suffer. You are going to burn in the deepest darkest most rotten shit hole hell has to. Lori felt his young loins shudder out ofcontrol and she welcomed his intimate contact, as heravaged her womanly body.The severe guilt was almost unbearable; not from beingscrewed by the teen, but from experiencing a prematureorgasm. She turned her head to the side and imaginedbeing somewhere else, as the remaining spasmselectrified her vagina. Her mind drifted out of theschool bus, but her body continued to tingle and twitch.The teenager had emptied his vast load of cum yet he wasstill pumping. "No, Elle usually deals with that." I told her as I undid the straps and helped her to climb off the machine.Veronica had gone down stairs to look after the kids. "Oh perhaps if I am doing her job I should do all of it?"Well, it would have been rude to refuse, and a strange experience, like riding the ocean waves was my reward as her rolls of flab squished around as I gently fucked her."Your machine is very good, Mr Barker, but sadly not as efficacious as your god given appendage, Oh for god's.