We were all sat chatting, and touching each other, getting more and more turned on. I was getting moist and my clit was screaming out to be rubbed. I ...eally didn't care who did it, as long as someone did. My boss seemed to sense my body and stuck his hand between my legs, feeling the small amount of cum that had started to drip out of me. He pulled me over to him, and lifted up my short skirt, then pushed his hand down my pants, his fingers were so welcome by this point, and I didn't give a. Maybe that’s why I needed something different than these high school boys. Maybe I needed something – or someone – a little more mature. Maybe a man instead of a boy… I needed a new challenge. I needed something exciting to go after. That’s when I met Mr. Shuffield. This is his first year to teach at my school, so no one knew what to expect from his classes. I was curious and excited to see what I was dealing with. I had heard that he was attractive, but when I walked into his room for the. Don't you? Tell me how much you want this cock in your holes, slut!" I commanded."Please Master! Please fuck me! Fuck me with your fat, hard cock, please! I need it so bad! I need to cum so bad! Please let me cum for you Master!" she cried."Give me your hands, I commanded and instantly she held her hands up for me. I placed them in front of each hip so she could grab my boxers. Her hands were away from my cock and I didn't let her touch it yet. I ever so slowly moved her hands down and revealed. She does this routine: the slow milk as she calls it for several strokes, getting more of my dick inside her on each downstroke. "Damn Mia", I hissed as she continues her slow milk. "Loverboy likes that shit?" she asked. "Hell yeah", I replied. "You ladies might want to get closer to see what this dick can really do", beckoned Mia. Mia slams down on my joint to the hilt and grinds her mound against me, causing both of us to gasp loudly. Kate moves in closer and starts playing with Mia's tits..