The conversation then changed from her daughter’s attainment to me being the only male teacher and how few of us there are in the profession. This w...s then followed by her mentioning mothers in the school who had a crush on me. I just blushed and laughed it off. Maria then decided to inform me that some of the mothers had taken a fancy to me. If that was not alarming enough, one of them had even found a photo of me on Facebook and sent it to her friends in Mexico. It was all starting to get a. .. socks... shoes... underwear? Why is there a bra here? I thought as I looked at the clothes. I look around the room and see nobody is here. Well, shit.I make my way over to the band closet and open the door. Where are those bags... Ah, here we are. I grab a plastic grocery bag and head back to the chair. I throw the shorts, shirt, and shoes in the bag, but stop at the underwear. Whose stuff is this...? I try not to think of it as I pick them up and throw them in the bag with the bra. Hell,. We got home and we barely made it in the door before our clothes hit the floor and we ended up fucking all night. We woke the next morning in each other's arms.“Did you get enough loving from me until I get home?” Ally asked me.“I will never get enough of your loving, Ally.”“Do me a favor when I’m gone. No touching yourself until I get home. I want you so worked up that you ravish me when I get back.”I looked at her. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”“Yes, I am. You better not or you won’t get. Passionately, hotly ... desperately. And as we did, I felt the slickness of her cunt suddenly envelope and surround me, not quite entering. More like lips kissing me even that way. Mouth to mouth, her pussy mouth, my cock mouth, kissing, pressing, rubbing. And then heaven.I felt her suddenly take me in fully. One easy up and then down motion, and suddenly I was inside her. Inside my sister, buried to the hilt. I held her breasts within my hands, kneading them, exploring them, pulling and.