Not that he hadn’t looked, of course he had. That day she wore a soft black sweater that molded perfectly to her exquisite curves, highlighting the ...ullness of her firm breasts. As she made a diagram to explain meiosis, in her enthusiastic rendition of the prophase, she had pressed her right breast firmly into the chalkboard leaving a white circle of chalk dust on the sweater. Paul’s imagination effortlessly made the transition from the white circle to her areola and he almost groaned out loud. It was becoming too much for Amy. She leaned forward and tried to pull his invading fingers out of her but it was no use, he was much too strong. Her senses were now completely overloaded as yet another orgasm hit her. He was merciless and continued pumping into her, only relenting when she collapsed onto him.“You liked that lady? You’re awesome body is just built for fucking and it’s going to get plenty of that this afternoon.” he said as pulled her panties and shorts back up and then stood up. He practically barks, “Stop!” She trembles, wondering if she has displeased him somehow, but manages to stop and be still, her ass and pussy hovering over his cock. She feels the head against the entrance to her fuck hole, realizing then that he intends for her to not only sit on his lap, but also to be impaled by him as she does. He moves his left hand to her hip and says, “Now,” while he guides her onto his swollen organ. The moan that bursts from her throat is feral as she settles herself,. .teacher gave me a note to give you."She raised an eyebrow. "Oh? That doesn't sound very promising. Why did she send home a note?"I shuffled my feet, mumbling something incomprehensible and proferring a piece of paper. She accepted it and unfolded the note, perusing its contents. "Oh dear, this doesn't look good at all!" She looked me in the eye, asking, "Is this true? Were you really showing some of the boys your panties?"I nodded, avoiding her gaze."Why were you showing them your panties?"I.