” She held my hand and we walked from the tight cubicle to her bed, and she pulled me on top of her in a tight embrace. My lund was hardening again,...rubbing against her chuut, and she began to stroke it to make it harder and bigger. I was sucking her big tits again, taking each nipple in my mouth as she moaned and moaned. “Oh, you love those tits”, she said, “show me how much you love them.” I kept sucking and sucking, going from one to the other, making them bounce in my face. She was stroking. ' I said with a revengeful smirk on my face.And as her face began to change to a look of anger almost, I pulled her back towards me by the collar of her black leather blazer jacket and snogged her so she could taste her pussy juice too. Surprisingly she didn't pull away like others have, in fact, she held the back of my head and kissed me even harder. She was lapping up her own pussy juices, she was a dirty old whore bag.After a while we broke away from our juicy kiss to basically catch our. He ran his hands over his hairy bottom and teased the buttocks apart allowing the hot water to run down the cleft.Very deliberately, Turner asked, “Has the mud gone yet from the back of my legs, Sir?”There was a momentary pause. “Yes”, Mr. Murray’s voice was unnaturally high; he had been caught off guard. He coughed, “Yes Turner, but um you, er, still need to clean yourself, at the, er, front.” Turner responded, “Yes, Sir, I will make sure I am clean at the front.”“Good, yes, I don’t want you. ..didn't notice?" There was a short pause. "How about I make it up to you? How about you come to my house at four tonight?"A little tug hit Teresa in the chest. She liked him, no matter how big of a douche he was."Sure, I'll be there," she responded and the two walked away. She went to the bathroom and headed back to class. "Feeling better?" The teacher asked."Much," she replied as she heard some giggles come out from the back of the room. Her face turned bright pink and she quickly took her.