The door opened and moody teenagers came in, filling the classroom quickly. Dean began to get nervous but he manned up and stood as he faced the teens... “Good morning class.” His voice filled the room. The classroom responded back. “I’m Mr. Jenkins.” His hand waved at the white board where he had written his name down.“Now I’ve heard things about your old teacher. I believe Mrs. Kim was too nice and sadly for you I won’t be like her. Unlike her, I have rules. I will not take your fake excuses.. She knew exactly what she was doing! Her swollen breasts hung from her body and swayed provocatively as she moved forward, and the position she took with one knee slightly in front of the other showcased her toned thighs, and the lovely curve of her ass. She turned to look at me over her shoulder with a lust-filled glint in her eye, and arching her back as she turned, I came face-to-face (so to speak) with the heated center of her essence!I felt entranced as I took in the sight before me. Her. But I guess it would get the job done, if anyone ever actually wanted any part of it. There was a kind of awkward silence that followed, which proved to be my downfall, because looking at her really made me wonder what she looked like without all that encumbering clothing on. That thought brought my cock up another inch or so off my leg, which apparently didnt go unnoticed by Lanny. She kept looking, so I offered You can touch it, if you want. She laughed at that, and said she would have to. I knew what she was asking for... what she needed. I kissed my way down past that navel piercing and on towards her beckoning pussy. As I neared her delicious peach, I could smell her arousal. She would tell me later that she hadn't had sex in almost a year - that her ex-husband hadn't wanted to even touch her for months before the divorce, and she hadn't dated anyone since. So she was "ripe for the picking" and I wasn't about to let her go unplucked! Julie gasped audibly as I pushed her long.