" Tommy, I don't mind, as a matter of fact, it makes me feel good that a young man would still look at an old body like." Mrs. Mills, there is nothing...old about you." Tommy, it isn't Mrs. Mills, its Katie and I thank you. Did you like what you saw?" Katie, why wouldn't I, you-they-they are beautiful."With that Katie loosened the belt of her robe and slowly pulled open the top to expose her breasts to Tommy. "Now you can have a better look, without straining yourself to see down my robe."Tommy's. I want to worship your cock."With that, she bent down, pulled my swim suit down to my ankles and started to suck on my knob. She really knew what she was doing. She sucked my balls and jacked me off. She had me bend over as she rimmed my ass and pulled on my cock while squeezing my balls. Soon she was becoming frantic. She jacked me and rubbed my cock on her face, it became a frenzy of cock worship. Her tongue was licking me and then up inside my ass as she jacked on my cock. "Don't cum yet!". " Ms. Bourgeois crossed herself. Was she particularly religious? She shouted "oh God" when I was fucking her."I can't have you ratting me out after I split." He eyed the room, finally focusing on a series of tall metal storage closets along one wall." You," he motioned to Ms. Bourgeois, "Open up them first two."Patrice clung to me like a wet shirt. I held her close, to allay her fear.Ms. Bourgeois opened the two cabinets. The bottom were cluttered with folded easel stands, stretched canvasses,. I figured his cock was pretty big. He was in his middle 30's, and had his head shaved bald like a lot of black men do. It was so sexy. His smile was absolutely perfect, and it made me melt when he flashed it around. Lana and I would nibble on our pencil erasers and stare at him intently to see if he would look at us. It was all a silly high school game. We knew, as well as Mr. Robinson did, that he could never lay a finger on us. The bell rang, and everyone was gathering their books when he.