''I might not be the only one,' Meredith glanced meaningfully at Josh's manhood, which was beginning to show some interest in proceedings.'Hands up,' ...osh said.He directed the water away from Meredith, and a little shiver came over her, relieved almost immediately by Josh's warm, soapy hands. He started with her shoulders, and his fingers carefully traced her back and ran along her spine, causing a not at all unpleasant tingling to spread from the point of his touch.Meredith reached out. The twink let out a cry of pain and pleasure and I joined the hockey player and slapped the twink's other butt cheek. My spit flowed from his cheeks and I could feel it cascading down his taint and to his balls. The hockey player slapped the twink's ass again. To be honest, I got a little worried that he was going to hit my face because let's face it: even though it was a vuluptious bubble butt, this twink had a TINY ass. I could feel the hockey player moving away. I had no idea where he was in. She was a shapely, attractive woman. Sitting with them were Mrs. Granger in her mid 50s. She was the family life and sex ed teacher which still seemed inappropriate considering her appearance and age. Also at the table were Mr. Burton, a math teacher, in his late 40s and Mrs. Flagstone, an old, feisty lady who taught college prep English. Chris would take her class next year as a senior.There was one empty chair at their table.I inhaled deeply, forced a smile on my face, and walked over. I. He shoved his cock back into me in one quick thrust, taking the air out of my lungs. He felt fantastic. He fucked me slowly and quietly, staring down at my body as he did. My tits were exposed, my skirt was around my waist, and he was taking it all in. Within a minute or so he started to grunt, then pulled himself out of me. He frantically pulled the condom off and kept pumping his cock with his hand, holding it just above my opening. A second later he shot his cum onto me. It seemed endless as.