But heels on a Saturday afternoon at college? She also wore dark leggings and a knee-length trench coat. He knew the leggings were thigh-huggers, and ...hat otherwise she was naked under the coat. He folded her in his arms, kissing her ear and cheek before reaching her mouth. "I've missed you the last few days," he murmured, and as their kisses became more passionate he felt her head nod in agreement. He let the kisses go on for a while then pulled away. "Hey, let me get some wine and we can sit. I kept licking and sucking her very tasty flower. as she came closer and closer to cumming. I fucked her pussy with my tongue as I entered her I could taste her juices as they flowed into my mouth.I reached with my hands under her shirt and began playing with her breasts. I squeezed both nipples and that was all she could take as she yelled, " Awww, shit, yeah thats it, I'm Cumming, Keep doing that MMMMMMmmmmm Shiiiiiitttt, FUUUUUCKKKK!" I tasted every drop of her pussy cum as it drenched my. We were all roughly the same age and next Sunday was our final lesson. Over the six weeks of the course, Miss Phillips had used the tawse on all of us and caned both Sarah and I on our bare backsides. On a couple of occasions, she had used a springy ruler to spank Ed’s cock and mine because we’d been unable to control our erections in front of the girls. Sarah invited me back to her home after the third lesson as her parents were away (Part 2). She told me she’d enjoyed watching Miss Phillips. Even though my parents were sports fans hockey was always the show in our house but hearing stories from my mother I guess since I was a baby I would just stare off in wide wonder watching the gridiron action. From September to January, Sunday was the easiest day of taking care of me for my mother. She knew exactly where I would be the entire day until it was bedtime. When I grew up and got into high school and got to play competitive football my love grew even more. After school I even coached.