The next week, they went directly to the teacher’s house after school. They told me to wait outside her home and they went in.I stayed hidden and so...n, I saw her. The teacher was in the same burqa which was tight and showed her sexy shape very well. Her shawl still couldn’t cover those huge boobs. I had an erection right there!Mariyam called my friends in and they started the class. Midway, my friends started to seduce the teacher. They touched her leg with their leg but Mariyam thought it was. Our matching bands. “Thank you, again, for this,” I quickly added. “You're welcome my love, I know you needed it,” he responded with a reassuring gentle pat on my hand. He always knows how to read my soul. It was a trying week; too many bad things at school and my co-operative work in the hospital. Blake had arranged for us to spend the weekend at a hotel not too far away from school to relax and recharge ourselves. I continued to head down the highway listening to my GPS guide us as he gently. I felt him rub the head of his cock several times back and forth between my silky wet pussy lips. I didn’t want to consciously, but I was already giving myself to him.I felt the weight of his chest on top of me, pressing against my firm tits, as he slowly began to push, and suddenly with a wet “plop” I felt his cock plunge all the way inside of me. The realization of my own son pushing his cock inside of me shocked me like cold water being poured down my back. But he began thrusting. Her flight was cancelled. There was a mistake. Why are they home?! I'm so stupid, why did I do this? How could I be so foolish, irresponsible, impulsive? I'm supposed to be watching the house. I've taken advantage. I've violated trust. How could I possibly explain? What will they think? What will they do? I listened to the women chattering in the living room. It sounded like a number of women. At least four distinct voices. Not Ms. Gleckner, not Regina. I didn't recognize these voices. I.