The day went on as normal but I didn’t leave my classroom. When all of a sudden the principal came on the speaker and said she needed to see me ASAP...in her office. I was nervous as hell as I walked the hall towards her office, I passed the gay music teacher on my way without saying a word then “Hey man, everything okay?” Yeah, Mrs. White called me to her office. As I entered her office with my heart pounding, she said “Look, I called you in here for an important and serious matter.” Shit he. I was overjoyed by the progress we were making.We changed our plans to leave on Saturday and enjoyed another night together. Saying goodbye at the airport was heartbreaking. I confessed that I didn't know how I could get through the next twelve weeks without seeing him. He said he felt the same and that's when I offered to go to Pontiac for a weekend.Sammy warned me that his apartment over the dress shop was early-rustic. He was right; the furniture was worn, the floors were rough and there was. I decided what she really needed was a good screwing. After a few moments of desultory sucking I had her lay on the floor and spread her legs. Using my prick as a tool, I rubbed her clit. She made funny noises. Finally, I thrust my cock into her. She gasped and started to shake. I felt her vaginal walls quivering on my cock. She was thrusting her hips in synchronization with me. The pulsing got stronger and then she screamed. I bucked my hips and shot into her. We lay like that for several. Her pussy felt so smooth yet soft. It convulsed on my full girth deeply buried inside her. She was moaning in the long forgotten pleasures she was given by me. The love we made was the most intense I’d ever had until that moment. We were as one and it was perfect just as it was, even though the moment both of us reached our climaxes came speeding in large steps. She came on me making her pussy contract on my stiff member as if to milk every drop of my semen. That was all it needed to send me.