The lights came up, and Edison's principal introduced Miss Thompson, the by now heavily pregnant Grade 3 teacher Mrs. Phillips and their principal. Bo...h of the teachers wore leather sandals, the principal stuck to sneakers and ankle socks. They had light make-up and unobtrusive ear-rings, and both principal and Grade 3 teacher wore wedding rings — the still single Miss Thompson wore a shiny new engagement ring. The principal and Grade 6 teacher wore delicate gold bracelets around their wrists.. I whispered, biting down lightly on my tongue to stop myself from moaning. Yes Master. he replied. Yes Master. I answered obediently. He began to pound my tight wet pussy deeper and harder than before. Who is this man so rough and strong fucking me, I wondered. Part of me didn t care that his thick hard cock was pounding my pussy as he slapped my ass hard and pulled on my breast like a beast. You like that you nasty little whore, you like how I am fucking you hard in your tight white pussy? How. For the trip up, we split everyone into two carloads: Stephanie would take Simon, Amy, and Elizabeth in her station wagon, while I would take Talia and Rachel in my beat up minivan. On the morning of departure, things were looking up. The rain had died down to a light drizzle, the sun was starting to peek out and say hello, and I couldn't help but enjoy the fact that my two passengers both looked absolutely gorgeous.Talia was celebrating the bit of sunshine by showing off her body: a belly. After seeing mum and her best friend I was intrigued. We got ourselves a coffee and made our way up to my bedroom which was in the attic.As we took off our school blazers Alison sat on the bed as I put some records on, we sat crouch up facing each other as we chatted about everything, the conversation soon turned into boys and the one’s at our school as we giggled away. Then the atmosphere went quiet, as I looked at Alison, she smiled at me.She reached across and touched my cheek, I smiled..