Normally, the recommendation of a teacher taking part was taken with a grain of salt. After all, of all the authority figures kids were most likely to...have issues with (besides a parent), a teacher was number one.But with Ms. Sampson, the addition of adults and the nature of the recommendations made her an intriguing candidate. What clinched it for the Wilsons was that Bob Roth, one of their previous participants, actually put her name forth. Bob, while one of those that praised the experience. I managed a nod but he pulled his cock from me."CARREE!" he shouted at me. He was genuinely worried, but I was"with it", but I still couldn't draw a breath. I knew I was turning red. I shoved my hand down to my engorged pussy and drove my middle finger over my clit and then a splash of that damn fluid rushed out of me all over Bill and the bed."Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I finally managed to voice, and I could breathe again. I wheezed and grunted sighs of pleasure for a half-minute or so, and. "Buster! Come in Buster and you'll get a treat!" Buster turned around and trotted back to the house, giving her his usual doggie grin. When safely behind closed doors, Bri stripped off her nightie. The musk of her aching, dripping pussy caught his attention right away, and Buster made a bee line to her, tongue lolling out of his head. "Uh Oh," she thought. She had meant to lead Buster upstairs for more deranged animal fucking, but it appeared he wanted to start right here in the living room.. Just in moments where she was freshly reminded of what a catch her lover was. They couldn’t marry, she knew that, not with him being the Grand Maester of the Seven Kingdoms, but still ... still, she was his concubine and she knew it. And everyone knew it, in fact.Being Sam’s concubine beat being her own father’s wife by a sizable margin, too. Craster was as awful a husband as he was a father, after all. She didn’t miss his rancid breath during kissing and worse in the slightest. She’d take.