The woman looked up, her hazelnut eyes making me gasp. I was looking into the face of Mrs. Grey, my gr. 11 english teacher. My mouth was hanging open...in surprise. "M-Mrs. G-Grey!" i half shouted looking around my surroundings wondering if what was happening was even real. I have been in love with my English teacher since 9th grade. Trust me, more than half the guys at our school talk about what they want to do with her in their car or even in one of the classrooms. I agree with them. Christina felt so fucking good I couldn’t even answer. “I’ll take that as a yes,” Sheri said to me as she started to move again. This time, Sheri rose to her knees and started kissing Christina’s tits as she continued fucking me hard and fast. Christina sighed with the added pleasure and starred into Sheri’s eyes with an approving look. Sheri then moved herself to the top of the bed and climbed onto my mouth. She pressed her soaking wet pussy against my lips and started fucking my mouth. Within. She was wearing a loose, crop top t-shirt and beige shorts with an elasticated waist. Her back was to him now but later…..He moved up behind her and put his hands on her hips, just standing slightly apart from her – he expected her to resist or pull away but she moved her body back to press against his loins. He moved his hands round and up under her soft t-shirt, slowly sliding over her skin to cup her breasts. Holding them he pulled her back against him.She turned her head and kissed him but. Unfortunately, Shampoo, still certain that Ranma loved her and would choose her over any other under the right circumstances, had taken the water and offered it, and herself, to Ranma in person. Ranma, in a frenzy of joy, had snatched the water, upended it over his head, and actually hugged her when he failed to change into a girl. Shampoo took this the wrong way of course, and it resulted in several weeks worth of trouble as she began insisting that Ranma had officially accepted their marriage.