I turned my head to see a man had taken possession of the barstool next to me. He introduced himself as Bill from Washington DC though you never woul... have guessed he was a Redskins fan from his slacks and button down shirt. He was an older white man, in his early 50s, and had a heavier build than the younger men who were milling around the bar. “I was supposed to go to the game today but work sent me down here last minute so I gave the tickets to my brother in law,” he said before guzzling. "Dear, Stork!" said the Fox, "I am so sorry you did not like the meal which I prepared the other evening. You ate so little." "On the contrary," replied the Stork, "it was the best, save only my mother's recipe." "Your mother's fish stock, surpasses my own?" reacted the Fox with jealous interest. "Come and taste for yourself, tomorrow evening, please!" said the Stork inviting the Fox to dine with her the next day.The Fox arrived on time, his mouth already watering in anticipation of a fish soup. She was single and alone on this trip, which really got my attention. Anyways, we kept looking into open classrooms and seeing the school when we noticed a room with the lights off, but the door was open slightly. We opened the room to find it was empty. She insisted that we come in to the room so she could see how it would be like to teach a class in the building. I closed the door behind me and I sat on a desk. She took a marker and wrote on the board: “My name is Mrs. V, but you can call me. With every increasing moan, my dick jerked inside her cunt, making her drip more. She kept moaning in my ears and opened her blouse and bra. Her nipples were erect. She pushed my head on her nipples.As soon as I kept my tongue on it, she started jumping again. She wrapped her hand around my neck and pushed me more on her nipples. I kept sucking her erect nipples wildly as I pressed her ass, making my prints on it. She jumped faster, seeing me getting wild. Her pussy started contracting more.She.