Ms. Needham was actually the one to catch me and some boy fucking in the supply closet. It wasn't my fault, I mean, I knew she was working late in her...classroom but she didn't look in the supply closet the other three times I was fucking some guy and she was working late.The supply closet wasn't that big, so it was barely big enough for me and what's-his-name. When Ms. Needham opened the door she was less than half a meter away. The boy jumped away exposing me; I'd taken off all my clothes. I then saw a pair of long legs to die for. She was standing on a pair of sexy stilettos, not a sign of underwear and her round buttocks were really close to perfection...Margaret then spread her ass cheeks for me and asked softly:“What are you waiting for, Zorro…? “Stab me with your sword”I was mesmerized as I stared at her perfect butt. I then grabbed her firm hips and aimed my rock hard cock between her buttocks. Margaret cried in surprise as I entered her asshole.I felt she was very tight;. Road TripPart ThreeAfter we got back on the bikes and back on the road again Mark spotted a bar with alot of Harley's out front and we pulled in looking for some lunch.This was a pretty normal biker bar. They had two pool tables, lots of stools at the bar itself and small tables and chairs around the stage. Yeah, they had a low stage right next to the juke box and right in the middle of the stage was a gold plated pole. Very much like the ones I used to dance on in my younger days.Angel & I. .. Wouldn’t that be ... I mean a horse be ... dangerous?”“Betts needs something bigger than she is. I’ll get some materials next weekend and build a little barn. I don’t have anything left in our fields but hay. All the cash crops are on Dad’s land. I’ll find a gentle horse and teach her to ride and care for him. Look at all her books and toys. Books about horses. Pictures of horses. A stuffed horse, for Pete’s sake.”“That’s a unicorn.”“Whatever. All she sees are four legs and a mane. It will.