Of the times we found a secluded spot to make love in the middle of the afternoon.I trembled with desire, feeling my nipple and clit swell and throb. ...h how I wanted a man, to take me away from it all, and make me feel like a sexy-hot woman once more.I sighed, looked at my watch and decided to head back to my room. It was best to take it easy today. Tomorrow, I would do some site seeing, or maybe check out that nude beach.Once I was back inside the room, I stripped. Then walked over to the full. I told her my problem about the semi formal and was hurt at the fact that I bought an extra ticket already and a limo to pick us up. Plus all the girls are already taken. I told Mrs Jensen that I'd probably just stay home. Ms Jensen asked for the date and with a big smile on her face she said she could go with me if I wanted to. I was shocked because she was old enough to be my teacher but much hotter. I told her I would love that but did not want to impose. She said it's ok, Mr Jensen would. " My sisters, they had never seen a man die," she said. "I did, one, an old one." They got their fill today," I said.She nodded."You planning to swive us?" she asked, holding my attention with her blue eyes, her fingers on my hand."You mean all three of you?" I took her hand."No, Regina's still a virgin. She's only thirteen." She looks about twenty," I said, "and very tasty indeed. Don't you think she knows what you've been doing?" I don't understand," she said."Well," I said, "now don't get. " My appreciation and respect to this woman is full hearted. She's as evil and disgusting as myself. Where she not a confirmed lesbian, I could see myself marrying her. A quick nod from her beautiful blond head is all she replies with, and goes to leave. The metal jingling resumes as she leaves. Below that leather skirt of hers is a bare pussy. Mistress Bitchcraft wears no underwear. Instead, her immaculately trimmed pussy is left free, as are her piercings. Along each lip are seven heavily.