Smiling sweetly, she turned to the rest of the class. She looked over at Debbie and said, “Debbie. Did you enjoy the poetry?”“Oh yes,” Debbie ...ushed. She smiled over at Tom.“Tom? How did you like it?” Ms. Woodhil asked.“Mmmm,” Tom answered.Taking in his physical condition, Ms. Woodhill said, “Remind me to tell Coach Slaughter to work on a program to build up a little stamina.”“Umm,” Tom answered thinking that forming words using his mouth was just a bit too much work.Ms. Woodhill turned to. The smell of sex still filled the air, mixing in with the sweet smell of soap coming from the steamy bathroom. Memories of the previous day came rushing back, filling his head with images of Sarah in various states of undress, her skin glowing and terse to the touch. Her long legs wrapped around his torso pulling him deeper and deeper into her. Her husky moans rang in his ears, causing his dick to twitch under the covers. She looked so perfect, her body so smooth and long, sculpted by years of. I pulled off my tee shirt and my Jean's.My hard cock was making a tent in my boxers,these I quickly discarded aswell and stood naked behind Sally. My hard cock pressing into her back.I placed Sally's hands over her boobs and undid the string straps that held the bikini.Sally held her hands in place as I slide her bikini out from under her. I covered Sally's hands with mine and sqeezed I kiss a beautiful swan like neck and Sally moved her hands away. I was cupping the most beautiful boobs in the. "Hey, I'm well, we're not the cops, man. The thing is, we all have things we wish would stay a secret, but you two look like you might need a place to crash, and a bunch of us," he inclined his head to mean the group at the tables near us, "have kind of taken over an empty building and made a cozy crash pad out of it if you want, or need a place to land for a few days."He was good at pretending to be no threat. He was so good, I was tempted to think that he wasn't, until I remembered what they.