Yet, the truth was I needed sex. I had left an affair with a male friendwhich continued for a year after my surgery, and the orgasms I hadexperienced...were plenty and heavenly. Now, I self indulged myself when Ineeded such sexual relief.In the fall of the second year of my teaching, my eyes fell upon PaulNorris, a 6 foot, muscular young man who played tight end on the schoolfootball team. He was in my senior English Literature class, held thelast hour of the day. In the seating scheme, he was. She stood obediently and, even as her humiliation doubled she knew she wasincredibly excited. One would never know she had even pondered running awayand the fact she had thought it, brought even more shame to her mind. Becca was trying not to make any noise. She used that for focus, as anythingelse would have her running for the door. The punishment was to be harsh; herbackside would take longer to heal from this whipping on top of the painfulwelts that still glowed. The drug in her system. So I brought a kitkat for her as I know she liked only kitkat in chocolates. And told her that someone informed me what happened with her and How sorry I am. I was still not able to believe someone can breakup with such a sexy girl. She said thanks and took the kitkat with a smile and started doing her work. As she came after many days she had to sit for extra hours to complete the work and it was getting late and I was tried to be in office only in pretext of completing one file or the other. I took my time and tried to swallow as much of his cock as I could, I got about 6’inchs down my throat. He put his hand on my head and leaned back and moaned in enjoyment. He started bucking before I knew it there was nothing left to swallow. The whole thing was down my throat. A couple of more deep throats and he blew his load. It was thick and creamy and I swallowed it all. I started kissing him so he could taste himself. We explored each other’s bodies some more, and he started to rim me. A.