I teased her as I slowly let it trickle in order to make her have a really small orgasm. I let it get up to where it was only as big as the ones she h...d before, and I let all the orgasm energy go at once. She flopped all around on my bed before going limp. I heard her start snoring as I worked to get my head free of her legs.As I was sitting on the edge of the bed, I felt a pair of hands on my knees, gently trying to spread them open. I was quickly sucked off, and then I heard them quietly. I don't know what your sex life was like before coming here, but mine was pretty sad. I hadn't had a relationship or even sex for over a year before Mr. Wiseman hired me. Now, I get it as much as I want - and sometimes more!" Amy giggled at the thought. "Well, I haven't had anything since... since Phillip passed away nearly five years ago," Charlene said sadly. "Five years?" Amy said, leaning up against the counter in shock. "You mean you haven't... with anyone?" "No. After Phillip I didn't. Wasn't that sweet of them?" Wow, it sure was," Jamie said surprised. "They never went to that kind of trouble when I was a kid." Well, as we were on our way to the lot Marlene told me that since this was our first Christmas together it should be extra special," Lynn said. "I mentioned that we always had live trees when I was growing up, so we went and found one that would be perfect. She knew having this would only make our first Christmas even more memorable. It looks as though she may be. It hurt and more importantly, there would be no way of hiding it from the other teachers at St. Katherine’s, her friends, or worse still, her mother. She thought about pleading with the thirty-year-old Maths Mistress, but it was too late. Even before she could open her mouth to plead for mercy, Clare had tightened her grip around her waist and had rapped out the first half a dozen smacks. They landed, alternately, on the backs of her thighs.“Thwack!” “Thwack!” “Thwack!” “Thwack!” “Thwack!”.