This is a true story - as true as I can tell it, as true as I can put towords. There will be skeptics who doubt the veracity, but that is ameasure be...ond my control.Forgive me if I am not the best of all authors. Truth be told, I am noauthor at all. If I jump from first person to second person to third,then please forgive me. I write down my story as I remember it - notperhaps as a literary teacher might wish.I tell this you for a fact - an undeniable fact - that every sentenceyou are. No coed had ever been so animated and so thrilling. I was hooked on my older teacher.Her tight cunt, squeezing my cock, was too much as I warned, "I'm going to cum soon."My ex-teacher quickly dropped to her knees and took my cock back in her mouth. She ravished my erection and swallowed my second load down her throat. She kept my cock in her mouth until it started to shrivel. She then got up and said, "That was amazing Damian. I so needed that." You were amazing too. I have never had anyone do. The man looked turned on by the TV and sometimes on the woman who pleased him with her mouth and tongue. I became hornier and hornier and squeezed my throbbing member through the jean fabric. The woman looked up and then I recognized her, she worked at our bank and she had helped us with some loan last fall. I had already thought she was attractive, dark, well-built with real beauty. She seemed to say something to the man nodded and stood up. The woman took off her nightgown and sat on the. Milawould later find the sensor that activated the automatic gate in herglove compartment.The houses in the community were bigger and statelier than the suburbiathey had driven through. They were all two-story ranch-style houseswith long driveways, triple garages and small swimming pools surroundedby landscaped gardens. In the middle of the housing cluster was acommunity centre consisting of a communal swimming pool, tennis courts,a putting green, a kid's playground and a recreation centre. .