Clever tactic actually. After a few drinks I moved my junk from the middle seat into my isle seat, and sat on the chair next to her. After a couple mo...e, we moved the arm rest up and she was leaning against me. My arm was around her waist, lightly stroking her hips. I was feeling the waist line of her tiny shorts. In one stroke of my fingers, I could feel both the top of her shorts, and the bottom. She sat up a bit. "Jesus I have to pee." She stood up and climbed over me again. She was just as. It was so intense, and Mel had to practice the ultimate self control. She knew if she moved just the right way that Max would slip easily into her. And she wanted him to—God, how she wanted it!"You've wanted to fuck me since you first saw me, loser," she moaned in reply.Spreading her legs farther apart, she lowered herself from him and looked him in the eye. "So give it to me, perv. I'm pretty sure it won't be enough to satisfy—"Max rammed his cock into her hot wet channel with one swift. Collins!?!" " I dunno," Kimmy replied, "but if I were you I'd get my ass in there pronto, you know how she hates having to ask for something twice!!!" That was for sure, the forty something gym teacher had a hair trigger that didn't take a lot to set it off, so after grabbing her books and tossing her wet towel into the hamper, she made an audible gulping sound and headed off to Ms. Collins' private office at the rear of the locker room!!!Even before she entered the small windowless office. He took her face in his hands and kissed her firmly, his lips both rough and soft against hers was delicious, and when his tongue touched hers everything seemed to almost disappear for a second. But then reality flooded back again, and Zooey felt sick. “Eric, wait” she murmured against him, trying to push him away so she could catch her breath. He ignored her, probably unable to feel her feeble human strength against him.She managed to pull her mouth away, though he refused to move away from.