More of that lovely combination dripping off her parted swollen lips onto the balcony tiles between her legs “What’s that” she says, sniffing th... air. Smoke! “Oh fuck!” the steaks. --------------------------------------------------------Its just a short walk from our balcony to the bedroom. The BBQ turned off and the burning steaks replaced with a different appetite all together. There she lies, spread out on our bed for me, her sticky wet vagina still leaking the cum I put in it, just minutes. John was still at the door when Nicole got up off her desk, patted the ass of each boy and grabbed a towel to wipe herself off. He didn’t hear what she said next as John, and his now-hard cock, made a quick retreat back to his classroom – not wanting to be caught watching Nicole’s illegal sexual escapade. About fifteen minutes later, he was startled to hear a knock on his door. “We have to talk,” said the re-dressed Nicole. “There are some unusual things about this school that you need to. Gathering my tools, I told Mary that it be a while before the water was fully heated and that I would return in an hour to check it. She smiled at me, locking eyes again saying that she would be waiting.I returned within the hour and Mary let me in. I noticed that a couple of buttons on her house coat were opened and her impressive cleavage showed more. She offered me another coffee, which I took saying that I wanted to make sure there was enough time for the water to heat.We sat at her kitchen. "You should try someone else. That could be the answer you know." What could be?" Someone else. Pick up some guy and let him fuck you. Then sell him a sob story and get the hundred off him with promises to repay. Then it's sayonara stranger and here's your rent mister landlord." You have got to be joking," gasped the brunette. "That's prostitution." Only if you get caught," said the blonde confidently. "And who would ever know. I'll bet lots of girls do it." Sure they do. Have you ever done.