"Oh?" and he started to reach for my head."Not that hair," I whispered with a hot giggle, nudging his bare thigh with mine."Oh!" His hand slid up my t...igh and I spread my legs a tiny bit to give him room. His fingers settled in the soft nest of my bush and I trembled at the intimacy of his touch. He stroked my pussy and I purred, while inside I died a hundred zillion tiny, ecstatic deaths. Oh God, what WAS I DOING?What was I doing? I was headed down a slippery slope as I milked him for more. "Will Alex Kramer please come to the office? Alex Kramer, come to the office." I could only think of one reason for this call. Summers must really be an asshole. On the wall beside the door was a telephone-type intercom that could have been used. All that would have to have been done was to consult one of the three grade nine period charts.The class was quiet and everybody was looking at me. "I am sorry for disturbing your class, sir, and it seems the entire school. It would have taken too much. Now Paul liked his Mother in Law. Paul was 32, his wife then was 28. Her Mother looked very alike to his Wife, taller though, fuller figured, curves in ALL the right places. She had long muscly legs that when wearing heels made her calf muscles really ‘pop’. She had large full breasts, had a natural bounce when she walked and being the wife of a wealthy man, looked after her appearance well also. They arrived at the Chalet. It had a large reception room which doubled up as the living area, the. Her eyes were closed. I dropped my free hand down to pull up my shirt over my head. I tossed my shirt on her bra next to the plant. I kicked off my sandals. I unbuckled my long black belt. I then dropped my cargo shorts around my ankles. She heard my belt hit the carpet. Her head tilted back up. She looked down to see me in just my white boxer briefs. My cock was straining against the thin white material. The purple head of my cock could be seen under the white material. She opened her mouth..