Why are you here, and why are you looking the way you do?”“Huh... ?” she repeated.“I’m Scott Harrington,” he said, introducing himself. �...And who am I insulting?”“My name is Tina Miller,” she said with her green eyes flashing emerald sparks. “And why do you care who I am or why I’m here?”“Because you’re the personification of true class,” he explained. “I just wondered why you’re slumming, and why you’re dressed the way you are?”“Class?” she exclaimed. “Me? Mr. Harrington, you must be thinking. I noticed Ms. Smith glance at my cock as got off the bench. I turned away from her to adjust myself. I began to turn around to say thanks for spotting me but before I say anything her tongue was in my mouth. I couldn’t help myself from kissing her back.“Did you like that?” she asked me.“You bet I did Ms. Smith”“Were both pretty sweaty we should clean ourselves up.”Ms. Smith tapped me on the ass as I followed her to the girls locker room.Ms. Smith threw her clothes to the ground revealing her. She gave me many an erection on the way to school just with the way she slowly peeled the things, and then tentatively touching them with her sensitive and slightly pointed tongue as if she were testing them for the proper denseness and taste to her satisfaction. I remembered her shaking with emotion as I fed her those same yellow demons in her pretty mouth, her glorious hairy bush and straight up her delicious brown eye. I aroused the hidden devil in the girl and she never turned back from the. Will you show me how to kiss the right way?"I tell him "Oh Tommy, I can't teach you how to kiss like that! I am your mother and you will probably tell all your friends that you and I french kiss everyday!"Tommy says "What is french kissing Mom?" I reply "Oh Jesus Christ Tommy, I will show you how to kiss if you don't tell all your friends. This will have to be a secret between you and me!"We start kissing for a while, then Tommy says "Mom, I have never seen a real pair of women's tits before..