. it.. anymore.. so I snatched my paper from his hands, threw it over my shoulder, and pressed myself against him with a long, sexy kiss. He gripped m... hair and kissed me back, so hard, yet so soft. I straddled him, and continued kissing. I felt him grow hard under me, his bulge pressing against my pants.. and I let a moan escape. He pulled away, and laughed. "Eager are we?" He said with a smirk.I winked. "Nah, just getting started, old man." He laughed and pulled me back in for some deep,. I wasn’t overly worried about fingerprints because I was going to make sure the house didn’t look like a crime scene, but I was going to be touching a lot of her stuff and I didn’t want to leave prints over everything. The walk had made me thirsty, so I opened the refrigerator and helped myself to a coke. Then I found a large black garbage bag and dropped the can into it. It was 3:30, which meant the girl would be home in an hour and a half. I had work to do. I turned the refrigerator to. My girls looked forward to the days that Linda would stop over. They said she was like a mom to them.Linda never had any children of her own but she treated all her students in a caring manner. I've received more complements on her teaching than any other teacher in our district. She is a jewel.Whenever my girls had any school events she would be there for them. For class trips she would always chaperone. I have to say that Linda was like an angel, she was one special woman.We talked sometimes. . it’s such a different sensation!”“You never tried this before?”“Jason! I do not self-pleasure. It’s how I was brought up.”“Maybe you should. As Woody Allen said, masturbation is sex with someone I love.” He resumed nuzzling her neck and fondling her breast. He could feel her heart accelerating rapidly. “Oh, God it’s so intense!” she gasped.“Go with the sensations. Follow them where they lead you.”“I am...” She began panting noisily. “Jason -- I’m gonna come!” She clenched her jaw, closed her.