"Are you hard?" she asked quietly, so as not to be overheard. Although her voice was low it seemed to shatter the intense silence, and startled me. I ...odded."Show me!" she urged.I pulled back the sheet and, without looking down, bared it to her. Her pupils seemed to enlarge at the sight. I readily admit that I am not massively endowed, probably average, but her look was eager. I blushed, unaccustomed to studious study of my nakedness, especially by a married woman who was old enough to be my. Because the entrance is slippery, the penis can slide inside easily and comfortably. And girls, don’t ever feel embarrassed about the wetness. Men love to see it, don’t they, John?”The youth had moved to stand between the teacher’s widespread thighs and looked down at the glistening pleasure playground which was opened to him. He nodded thoughtfully. “Yes, we love to see it, Miss James” he repeated, stroking the smooth inside of his partner’s thigh, just where her stocking-top ended. The back. Very nice fitting jeans that showed off her legs and hips. I reminded her of what she agreed to and she reluctantly unbuttoned her pants and lowered the zipper down so I could see her panties. We were in quite a bit of traffic but I have an SUV which is quite high so she was not all that exposed. Keep in mind she's quite shy and not in inclined to this type of behavior. I told her to keep her pants unbuttoned she zipped them up, but left them unbuttoned.As we drove I massaged her legs. Higher,. I looked at their current pictures and the pictures from last year. I memorized those pictures, their information, and their dorm room numbers. I wanted to talk to them, interview them and to see if they would be willing to do a reenactment of their capture, individually and as a group. I was hoping but doubtful.At 10 PM my partner came back from his rounds with the list of tag numbers. I entered them into a spreadsheet and also emailed them to Jen with a note that I would explain later what I.