..no six pack...just your average Joe...we sat in silence...and me still holding his hand...I feel I have to just say something...and I mutter an apol...gy for being such a dunce....the waitress comes with our coffees...(at last)...and asks if we wanted anything else...and he says..."yeah...your carrot cake looks good"...looks at me...and I shake my head...he places his hand on my back and says..."we will share"...His hand remains there...and then he rubs my back and says that I am tense...All I. .. ok? if you dont want me to tell your father you have to last more than a minute, does that sound fair?Knowing exactly what she meant paul agreed but not before telling her that he hadn't done this before and didn't know what to do.."You don't know what to do?... "well I'll explain I'm going to suck your cock dry and you have to last more than a minute, does that sound fair?By this point his penis was the hardest it had ever been and directly protruding in his boxers directly infront of her. There was no way she was going to stop. She could see the want, the desire in her teacher’s eyes, just like in Mr Jacobs’s eyes the other day, yet she could feel Ms. Craig resisting, keeping her hands down and to herself. But she did not stop me, she thought to herself, leaning back and clamping her hand over her damp sex, humping against it for a few moments.Sitting back up straight, gasping from the pleasure, Niki returned to circling her clit, her pace picking up. “Going to cum now, oh god,. Don’t want anyone to find something later. The boys took turns driving because Marty was to go Early to Ft. Lauderdale tomorrow. The girls wanted to go also and I decided to fly out of Caracas into Lauderdale or Miami whichever one is open first. The night was good, in the AM we went to Caracas and a flight to Ft. Lauderdale was loading in 45 minutes. A quick coffee, 2 phone calls and we were airborne. Once we landed the girls left us and Mark with them, Arron’s 2nd as well. We headed to the.