“Oh you’re a good slut aren’t you”, he said as he started moving my head faster. I moved one hand to my clit and started rubbing fast as I fel... my orgasm building. I started sucking harder as I got closer to cumming. I knew he would blow his load any second now. I started pumping my mouth up and down even faster, burying my nose in his pubic hair with every stroke. I felt him tense up and his first shot of spunk let go in my throat, before I had a chance to pull back, his second caught the back. Cindy and I were lovers, pure and simple. Gone was the teacher/student relationship. And as much as I hated casual affairs, it seemed as if I was in one. I loved her ... sure ... and she loved me too ... but it wasn't going anywhere. It couldn't. They frown on incest pretty much everywhere.I checked on Jill again, and she was awake. I carried her to the bathroom, and this time gave her some privacy. It's hard to feel romantic in the morning, when your hair's a mess, and your breath stinks, and. We freshened up and headed out the door. Mom insisted on driving, asshe knew where she was going so I pulled my car into the garage andclimbed into her Lincoln after she backed out."Very ladylike, she said as I closed the door and put my seatbelt on."I am very impressed Beth. May I ask you a somewhat personal question?"Uh-oh, here it goes I thought as replied, "Sure."Where did you come up with the name Beth? It is probably very properfor the era and the like, but why Beth?" Well I guess you. Heavy breaths raised and lowered her still damp chest, involuntarily pressing into me and drawing away. One of my hands groped hungrily at her tits, while the other reached alongside her seat and reclined it all the way back until it was practically flat. The turned-on 18-year-old sucked in a deep breath."Oh, Mr Dawson," she panted, "I've been wanting you to to do this to me ever since I walked into your class for the first time two years ago."My hands slipped up her thighs, soft and flawless,.