Her panties quickly had gotten extremely wet while she began to squirm lightly in her chair. The thoughts of Brad fucking her now the most important t...ing on her mind. The other problems in her life that she was experiencing were no longer visible. She watched Brad a short time later as he stood outside her cubicle talking to another coworker. Her adrenalin began to shoot through her body as she imagine seeing Brad in the buff. The thought of sucking on Brad’s big cock had her at her wits end. . She hated that. Didn't hate talking to someone... no... she hated when she didn't recognize someone but they knew her. Definitely one of the awkward moments every teacher of much local experience had to deal with. Teaching grade three, many of her students looked completely different five, ten, twenty years later... and parents often assumed she should recognize them and remember their c***d... something that the longer she taught she was getting worse and worse at. She managed a friendly smile. I could hear “cum” and “cock” emphasized, and he started to speed up. Hearts backed off until he subsided. I just watched her, holding her right calf and ankle. I thought about licking her hip and ass while I waited. She wasn’t that heavy, so it didn’t take all my concentration. I could see and smell that quivering pussy wrapped around Sean’s cock. After more whispering she started moving again, crying out and biting back a scream, making an incredibly erotic face, pulling her right hand up to. “Your what?” “It’s straightener,” Honey repeated. “It’s a chemical, like a shampoo, that makes your hair straight.” “Is it supposed to blind people after you get naked with them?” Honey laughed. “No, but it does hurt if you get it in your eye. I’ve had it in my eye before.” “Well, that stuff’s gotta go,” I said, walking back to the bed, holding the towel to my eye. “I tried telling you that black girls are different.” I.