"Now, get up so I can start cooking. Go tell Mallory to stop fucking Randy and remember what I told her about birth control this morning." What?" Just...do that. It will be funny," he said.She was almost to the camper when he called out a final comment."When you tell her to stop, don't use the word 'fucking'. I made her promise not to use that word anymore."Sam just rolled her eyes and opened the door to go in.While Sam went into the camper, Bob hurried to open the cooler and slice off four slabs. Betty was close too. Bill’s big prick was rubbing all the right places in her hungry little twat. She could feel him thicken and grow. His breath coming in gasps. She knew he was close to giving her the hot load of cum she needed. The fact that his cock head was bouncing off her cervix and that thought were all she needed to send her over the edge. “Biiilll, Oooo Biiillll. Goooddd IIII’mmm Commmiiinnnggg!” she sobbed. Bill buried his cock in her. He could feel his orgasm rush down the length of. I was amazed I was still pissing because I felt incredibly nervous. What was he planning to do? Who gets naked and stands right next to another naked man at a urinal? He then folded his hands behind his heads as he sighed with relief, tilting his pelvis forward and his torso backwards as he started pissing so hard that droplets of piss were ricocheting on to my leg and my abdomen. I’m not one for piss play but this was turning me on, that’s why I didn’t flinch when I felt the warm liquid hit me. But for some reason it seems a good number of the female students in my classes delight in teasing me. There are days when some of them would wear low cut tops and low cut bras. Occasionally (if I am lucky) one or two would “forget” to wear a bra. These are the days I would spend time in class walking around checking their work and peeking down their blouses. It made me so hard and I know some of the young ladies noticed. Other days some of them would wear short skirts with cute panties. .