“Your mind will be full of positive thoughts and more awesome than ever.” Mia’s fingertips traced lightly across from the top of Grace’s arm, ...ver the thin jacket on her chest, and onto her tit! The material seemed to transmit every nuance of the tactile message. A zing of sensation flowed round her body and into her brain.“It’s not especially awesome.” Her nipple had come up. God!“It’s way more awesome than mine.” Mia had rolled over a bit more and her hand was moving across ... and started on. Since I was 15 I had been have a relationship with the school Vice Principle, who I call VP. Recently I had start another relationship, with my box gym instructor, Jimmy a 40 something African American former boxer. When I woke the next morning, I heard VP leave the house. It didnt bother me, as I lay in bed and staring at the ceiling. VP and I had slowly drifted away from what, we once had. I just lay there, day dreaming and thinking of Jimmy, and how much I enjoyed him fucking me and his big. A couple of weeks passed. The night of the parent-teacher conferences arrived. Inger said she could cover the house for me that evening.I met Ms. Allen, the famous "babe-and-a-half" English teacher, and had to agree with my son's assessment. She was gorgeous, and she was built. She was wearing a fairly conservative suit, but there was no way she could hide that body or those legs. I noted the absence of wedding or engagement rings and start wondering... Anyhow, Ms. Allen was very forthright and. I longed for it. I needed it. When he pulled out I gasped because of the void. When I didn’t think he could fuck my ass harder, he did. When I didn’t think I could orgasm harder than I had, I did. My whole body bore the abuse of his cock. My tits almost hurt from the movement. I screamed into the pillow on the couch. He slapped my ass, reached around and grabbed my tits for handles. When he released my tits and grabbed the front of my hips, top of my thighs, I new he was close. He started.