I rolled off of her and bodily picked her up, turned her, and laid her on my chest. Our eyes met and she smiled.“That was pretty good.” she said,...“but now it's my turn.She scrambled down my body and sucked me hard again the climbed back up and impaled herself on my cock. She set a rapid pace, not the frantic pace she wanted to use our first time but still fairly fast. She would lift herself almost off me and slam back down. I seized her nipples between thumbs and forefingers, gently. “You’ll need something on that” she continued – as she let my randy hand and arm go and turned away to her bag beside he. She rummaged inside and pulled out a box of sticking plasters. As she turned back to me – she said – “Gosh isn’t it warm !” With that she raised her hand to the zip on her dress – and slowly pulled it downwards around eight inches. With a delicious sound it passed over the thrust of her chest and revealed her deep cleavage and revealed the join of her tight white, lacy bra. I masturbate until I cum. Coach H licks the cum off of my cock, balls, pubic hair, and stomach.“My turn for fun” Coach H says. He has me lay face down on the floor. He climbs over me until he is laying over me with his cock up against my rear. Coach H thrust his cock through my butt crack a few times before sliding his cock into my ass hole. I feel his hairy chest on my back as Coach H lays down on me. Coach H starts to thrust his cock back and forth using just his hips. After several. This had to be what sensuous was. It was like every nerve ending was wide awake. My flesh felt incredibly alive.I knew my nipples were stiff, and my cock was throbbing again."Ah, Mr. Walker," Miss Mitchell, the vice principal who'd made me strip greeted me. "How are you doing today?" Oh, good afternoon, Miss Mitchell," I answered politely. "Better, thank you." You seem much more at ease this afternoon," she observed."Yes'm, I guess I am." I glanced down at myself, pinking up at the sight of my.