“Very nice, Susan,” Mr. Buchanan commented. “Now use your fingers to spread your cunt-lips!”I felt my juices flowing out and down my thighs as...I realized what the boys could see – their teacher, wearing only skirt and thigh-highs, face up in front of them with her pussy naked to their adolescent gaze.“You have been a very naughty woman, Susan, parading your body in front of these boys all year,” the Principal announced. “Now, boys – gather around Mrs. Jenkins – show her some appreciation as you. She was okay, I guess,” said Ronald.“Hmm, I wonder what she would say if she heard you say that she was just okay,” said Stacey.“It doesn’t matter what she’d say. She’s history. I will be sending her on her way as soon as I get dressed,” he said.“No, no, we’re not firing her because you can’t keep it in your pants. But, she and I will be talking,” said Stacey.I answered the door, and I could feel the smile crease my face. “Aunt Delia!” I said. “It’s nice to see you.”“Well, thank you, David. Can. She was ready for him to mount her and take her to countless orgasms.Just as much as Peggy and Ron were lost in their coupling, some of the other horny couples were equally lost in the sexual intensity of the moment. Janet looked at the chairs, couchs and pads around the room and she could see that all the other couples were in various stages of sexual foreplay or actual fucking. Janet got up from where she was working Tom's cock and lay back on the couch, spreading her legs so he could move. But once again you've never asked me to dance even one fucking TIME. Why is that? Are you sure I don't stink?" Respect and sanity," I said. "I respect your situation and your choice. I'm also sane enough to understand futility." I said."What the hell does that mean?" she asked."It means that I've watched guys who are far better looking than I am, guys who have a lot more charm and all of that bullshit that girls go for, struck down and then ground down by you. My ego probably wouldn't take the.