There was quite a wet spot developing on the bed. She began bucking her hips hard, screaming, "I'm GOING TO CUMMM!!!! YESSSSSS!!!!!! I"M CUMMMINNGGGG...!!!!!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!" She was bucking and screaming as her juices coated my face and tongue. I was wiggling my fingers inside her pussy as I felt it contracting so hard I thought she would break one of my fingers! I kept licking and sucking and wiggling and she had several more orgasms, she was squeezing my head between her thighs. "Ladies, I'm sorry to tell you that Mrs. Traynor is going to be out for an extended period of time. It seems... that she has been diagnosed with cancer."This time, no giggles, but a wave of inhalations. Many girls covered their mouths, and a couple of them were wiping away tears. Ilsa and Melanie looked at each other instantly. Ursula Traynor was their World Economics and Government class teacher. She was a wonderful lady, loved by students and faculty alike, and the sudden announcement of her. How old are you anyway?” she shot the questions at me and made even me blush when she called me sexy.“Yes, I’m Billy Sherman. I’m the handy-man I’m here to give your Gramps an estimate on a building.”“Will you let me help you build it? I’m good with tools. I bet you wear one of those big leather tool belts like the linemen that work on our power lines don’t you?” she was full of questions and I wondered if she was just curious or really this outgoing. She sure is pretty, BUT-DAMN. what some. Susan was quick to help her down onto the bed and then she showed me she knew all about kissing and sucking on my dick. It was back in shape in no time and Susan mounted up for her ride as soon as it was. After my excellent work the edge was off my urgency and I took my time to slow lope between Susan's legs and it was an excellent trip. It was a little strange to me since it seemed they should all fell the same when we were doing it, but they didn't. They each had their own way of shaking.