That was when his fingers, exploring the crack of her ass, felt something down below. “So, you bought more than just the one puka puka root, didn’... you!” he whispered.“That’s for later,” she admitted. She wrapped her legs around his waist. “You just keep fucking my pussy. That’s for tonight.”Steve Oliver made it back to his room a few minutes before four, but it was empty. Looking around, he quickly found a note from Brenda - ‘Gone swimming. Come and join me!’ Smiling, he nodded to himself and. ..TEN YEARS AGO I was sixteen. Dad was working a four-to-twelve and probably wouldn't be home until three in the morning. I was naked, preparing for bed. Walking down the hall to the bathroom, I passed Mom's open door and saw her examining herself, also naked, in a full length mirror. She obviously liked what she saw, and knowing the horniness of teen-aged boys and the men they would grow up to be, I knew that she was pleasing to the male eye. No big deal; we saw each other that way all the. “No I need help from Miss Emma but I’ll talk to you later" I said flashing a smile as she left. I closed the door behind her and walked over to my teacher “Miss Emma did you enjoy that drink" I said laughing. Her blushed expression caught me by surprise "so you like that huh didn’t know sluts like you were so open" I said pulling her by her head throwing her to her knees. "Get on four legs like the whore you are" I said sitting down in her chair. "Okay" she said walking like a dog to her desk,. We intertwined our tongues and explored each other's lips. We kissed again and again until finally I grabbed her hand away from my face, pressing her palm to my lips, kissing it and tasting it with my tongue. I let her hand fall while I touched her cheek with my fingers.Her hand landed so close to my bulge that I almost came immediately. I thought that she had to be close enough to feel my passion for her, that there was no way she could not notice the tautness of my pants where my erection.