A couple minutes after, my teacher came in. She had very short hair, it was blond with black highlights, a gorgeous face, she wore pink lipstick that ...ay, her regular clothes, a black striped suit, which you would rarely see on a woman that beautiful, her tight striped pants gave me a hard on, she wore a purple blouse underneath the jacket and High Heeled strappy black sandals with pantyhose underneath which looked so good on her. She walked in the class and sat down on her computer, for a. Now that we had moved, it was too far to walk and I knew my chances of being picked up by my parents were zilch. I had some practice books and tried to improve my abilities though studying came first. Falling grades would have resulted in my parents paying some unpleasant attention to me. It was better to be ignored.Clarissa wanted me to take her to a football game. I had missed the first two and she was pushing. I talked to Bev while we were preparing supper one night. I told her what was. I didn’t have to worry about hanging out at the book store [but I did on a few evenings anyway] to pick a few guys up. The first night there I spent a few hours under him, yelling my head off, while he demonstrated the superiority of the black race. I could hardly move the next morning and I’d leaked a big mess on the bed. This guy could really please a little white sissy; between his beautiful meat stretching my cunt and, some nice big loads I was on cloud nine! The only negative thing about. “Action” cried Peter. “My God he thinks he is a Hollywood director” I mused.Rusty had been fairly quiet. I guess all the strangers were freaking him out. But as soon as I began to pat him he came alive. Either that or he smelt my already soaked pussy. Like in many videos I walked over to the couch and sat down. “Hello boy” I said “aren’t you a lovely doggy. Would you like to lick my pussy?” Now I don’t know what triggered him but he immediately pushed his nose into my crotch. I squealed as I.