You lift the dress over my head, delighting in the touch of my breasts, nipples so firm, from the cold air and excitement..I can't wait any more, and ...y pussy is suddenly all around you, hot, warm, so so wet. Your turn to gasp, as I grip you tightly, riding your cock, grinding my clit against you. My hands are on my nipples now, and I look up to see the driver for the first time. He's wanking slowly, his huge, hard cock still wrapped in the softest of my discarded clothes.You realise he's. Closing her eyes she popped on her headphones and dreamt of happier times.‘Maybe the old bastard will have a heart attack’ she smiled to herself. Indeed, Millar's heart began to pound, bad for his angina but great for his dick. Faster he rubbed. White pussy, tight and wet. Mmm. He bet she was a good fucking ride. With a gasp he lurched forward, the first squirt of discoloured, white seed belching with force onto the fence and followed by two more that squirted onto the floor between his knees.. Your hands squeeze my arse pulling me even closer to you. I am reminded of my lack of panties, as my pussy brushes against the button of your trousers causing delicious feelings to course through my body. I groan and you laugh delightedly out loud. You are back in control. You move so that I am pressed against the wall, holding me there with your lower body, as your hands move up to my boobs. The palms of your hands pressing them together as your thumbs brush over the nipples. The silky feel of. I could tell what he was thinking, a combination of "Is she serious?" and probably replaying some scene from one of those student-teacher porno's. Like that would ever happen. The rest of the students were on their way to their next class while I talked with Nick. "Nick, I noticed you're grades in my class recently are sub-par. Now, I know you're bright, but I feel like you aren't trying hard enough. I know you can do better if you put your mind to it." He sat there in silence. "Is there.