Over the next couple of weeks, however, I could see Ms. Davis having a tough time. I don't know if any of the other kids noticed but she seemed distr...cted and while she tried not to be negative she wasn't her usual self. I began talking to her after class every day just to make small talk. It was my lunch hour and I usually just had a coke anyway. She seemed to appreciate this and opened up to me a bit. She asked me a lot of questions about my love life and I had to confess that it was non. ’ I say. We make small talk about your flight, and other miscellaneous topics over a couple more cocktails. You’re very easy to talk to, and even easier to listen to. Your voice is smooth, with that unrecognizable, slight accent. You have my full undivided attention the entire time. As I talk I can feel your hand slide down to my knee, such a classic move, yet still so arousing. And, as if you couldn’t wait any longer, right in the middle of my sentence, you turn my chin towards you, and kiss. She was moaning loud, I was literally scared whether someone might come in. Stopped there and went home. As soon as I got home, checked to see if there is anyone home. To my luck, everyone was out and I called her over the phone to come home. When she came home, I took her to my room and started to remove her dress directly and sucked her tits as if there is no tomorrow and pushed her down and kept my dick on her face without removing my underwear and rubbed it, she was so horny that she. I did both arms, hands and fingers. I then kissed his neck and whispered, “Turn over baby.”He laughed softly, and turned me over. His cock was sticking straight up. “Oh my, it looks like my massage didn’t relax you at all.”He pulled my lips down on his. “Well, most of me is relaxed. However, darling you know darn well what your touch does to me.”“I see, well Marcus, its time to do your front side.”“How’s about we skip that and get down to fucking again?”I laughed. “Not yet.”“Aw, come on sugar,.