I could feel my cock rising rapidly until it was clearly ready for action! I kept myself turned slightly away from Michelle, although Marilyn could ge... a clear look, and Don was experiencing the same situation as the girls had their lounge chairs sitting at an angle to each other.“Hey guys, don’t be shy, come on over and sit down. Besides, I would be pretty hurt if you didn’t get a boner. That would be a real insult!” Michelle patted the lounger beside her and I had to straddle the extension. Thomas Edison Elementary, my last assignment, was in the very worst neighborhood that the Heritage Unified School District covered. A year there was like five years elsewhere. "How did you know that?" You're friends with Greg Rollins, aren't you?" she asked. "He was telling me about you the other day. He said you were desperate to get out of Edison." Yes, Greg was a great help getting my transfer approved," I said. "And he's right. I was getting pretty fried at Edison. It'll be nice to teach. "You are the best tasting pussy I have ever had." Spencer said as he stood up and kissed his little school girl, who was still coming down from her orgasmic height, f0rcing his tongue in her mouth.Trina responded to his kiss, their tongues battling for dominance. She didn't mind that she was tasting her own pussy juice she had sucked a guy off after he pounded her pussy.They were done making out, she returned her right foot on the floor and slid down against his body, and she quickly removed. “Want that beer?” I inquired, heading for the frig. “Does a bear shit in the woods?” she asked in reply. I smiled to myself at her freedom of speech, her attitude and her daring. As I handed her her beer, I stated in my most scholarly voice, “I do not know, I have never seen one shit it the woods. But, obviously, a bear, like any animal, must defecate somewhere. What would you state the odds of a bear actually shitting in the woods, versus, say a meadow or clearing?” I raised my bottle to.