I regained my sense and went to the parking lot. I parked my bike and went to my classroom.I was really happy to see her. It was my best part of the d...y till morning.Our class started as per the time table. Soon the bell rang for her lecture. I went straight to the first seat of my class to watch her very closely. I was eagerly waiting for her.Soon I saw a fairy with some books in her hand entering our class. She was my lovely, beautiful botany teacher. She started to teach. I was constantly. It had become a regular thing with us. Our code was if she wanted to see me, she would text that she had a place to show me. If I wanted to see her, needed to see her, I’d text to “show” me something. We both knew exactly what that meant. My pulse would quicken when when ever I saw a text from her. Without even reading it, I could feel my cock twitch and ache for her. This text was different though, this text included pictures of her sexy friend. Also and older gurl, a brunette, her photos left. He was the perfect man in her eyes. One evening things went a little further, talk became more erotic then previous occasions. They made love over the internet but both needed more. They decided they needed to hear one another’s voices so they spoke on the phone. This was great but they still needed more then just stolen moments of time. What they wanted was to finally meet, in person. Patrick came up with a plan. He would drive hundreds of miles to meet with Jenna at long last. Jenna fell in. A few days every month, it feels a couple of orgasms short of perfect. My guy would eat me or finger me to get me off more times, but I don’t feel as satisfied if we don’t end up with his big dick inside me, and with him loving me really hard and deep with his thick prick.I guess you could say I’m addicted to cock. I crave getting fucked by Gerald’s nicely sized, HARD cock, frequently.Gerry is very sweet to me. When he is romantic, it makes me horny. I’m sure he knows that and does it on.