Sure wish i could have been that dark haired girl giving service. Then, the dark haired girl turned to face me and started to introduce herself, she s...opped and looked at me sort of weird and called me by my name! She too was an old classmate from college, a former cheerleader for football t protrude without being obvious. eam, Janice. When she recognized me she jumped over to the chair and grabbed me in a hug and planted a pussy wet kiss right on my mouth. Gawd that red head pussy juice. The smudged lipstick added a nice sleazy touch. I dropped the camera and pulled her legs towards me. I could smell the intoxicating aroma of her cunt inches from my mouth. Her hands pushed my shoulders back with surprising force. “Not just yet George, I want you to take some pictures upstairs.’’ Laura took my hand and led me up to the bedrooms. The sight of her legs in black nylon and high heels and the way the suspender tights framed her shapely arse had me snapping all the way up. We passed. “That’s why I’d whoop her ass. The teacher should know better. What is it you do for a living, son?”Mr. Thomas swallows hard, trying to clear that proverbial lump in his throat. “I’m a teacher myself.”The elderly man squints at the man for a moment, as if sizing him up. “How many times have you had a female student try something with you?”Mr. Thomas wants to be honest, but he knows he can’t. “I ... uh ... I haven’t had any. I mean not that I noticed.”“Why then you’re damn lucky, son,” the man. When she finally stands in front of him, it’s as if the crowd behind her has disappeared. The hiss and snap of electric current coursing between them reminds him of their father, and how much this ingenious being means to him, yet the jealousy he normally feels has tapered some with something else rising in its stead.“Thank you, Ares. Truly,” she says softly, only loud enough for the two of them to hear. Then leaning closer, “If you mean it.”She’s near enough for him to smell, flowery and.