This gave you plenty of time to spend with Miss Hanson, or Beth as she likes to be called.After the final bell rings and the rest of your class leaves...you stay behind to "help Miss Hanson". I start pushing chairs back under the desk as Beth peeks out in the hall to make sure it's cleared out, she then shuts and locks the door. "God, John, I've been thinking about your giant cock all day. I'm so fucking wet right now" she tells you as she undoes your pants "I want you in me so bad. I want to. She’s amazing. But when I allow myself to be honest, I haven’t looked at her thatway for some time. And I didn’t want to any longer. These one-night affairs I had on the road taught me a couple of things about myself. Or rather, those hours on the airplane flying home from some strange city allowed me to stop rationalizing what I was doing and admit to myself what I really needed. Her divorcing me was only the kick in the ass to get me to wake up.I realized women were nice, but that they didn’t. ‘Ahh, I love the feeling of a man’s bare chest against my breasts,’ she said with feeling. I was unable to speak, enjoying her soft warmth pressed against me. Long before I could get tired of that feeling, she sank to her knees, letting her lips brush against the prominent bulge in my shorts. She used her teeth to unsnap the top of my shorts. Then, giving me a smoldering look first, she extended her tongue to help grasp the tab on my zipper and then she pulled it down – again with her teeth. I. It said you didn’t need to use all the liquid, but she wanted to make sure she to be fully prepared, so she emptied the bottle.It felt strange and she felt full in a different way and could feel it sloshing inside of her. After a minute or two, she started to feel a lot of pressure, like she really had to let go. She clenched as tight as she could and got on the toilet just in time. She emptied and it felt like everything came out of her all at once. She understood now why he wanted her to.