‘Please stop’ you try to say but all you hear is the soft ‘please’, rolling your head from side to side trying to say no the man’s cock come... into view again harder and longer this time, closer to your face flushing hard you moan again as his tongue flicks across your clit and moves on to your hole circling it before moving back up your pussy. Hearing you gasp again he moves round a bit more to better get to your pussy, you realise his cock it so close to your face, now you can’t resist moving. Standing above me was my 11th grade English teacher, Ms. Stone. "Oh you poor, poor kid. I can't believe it's you in there." She looked genuinely concerned, but then her eyebrow shot up, and she became dubious. "I guess it makes sense, you never were a high achiever. I just thought you weren't interested in school, though seeing where you are now, I suspect you're just an idiot. That's too bad." I was shocked at her words. Ms. Stone was absolutely gorgeous in the most terrifying of ways. All the. It's uncircumcised head was partially revealed from the stiffness and precum beaded at its tip. Her tongue shyly flicked it off, tasting the elixir of his manhood, and then nervously looked up into his eyes receiving a reassuring smile in return. She held the gaze as she plunged him into her mouth forcing her tongue between the foreskin and the tip. He groan and grasp her head with one hand. She get about a quarter of the way down before feeling the pressure at the back of her throat but she. “I, uh… I can let myself out, why don’t you go to bed?” I said.He continued forward. “It’s no trouble, I’m just tired.” He held out his hand to help me out of the pool and stepped up to the edge, looking down at me. “Oh my,” he said as he stared down at my pale, naked body in the water. All he could see was my back and probably my booty, but he certainly could tell I had no suit on. “Ah shit,” he laughed, covering his face in embarrassment and turning away from me. “Sorry,” I said, turning.