”I jumped again. Boom. And again. Boom number two. And one more time. It was starting to feel a little better. I saw some of the girls on the other ...ide of the gym staring. I can only imagine what they thought.“How ya’ doin’ now?” the teacher asked.“Better. Can I have some water?”“Sure, go take a drink over at the water fountain. Don’t take long. Run back.”I was grateful he let me do this right in the middle of class. I did feel better though. I don’t wish this experience on anyone but it did. She was wearing the black pants and ivory silk blouse wehad decided on last night. Black sandals with a low heel completed heroutfit. Her hair was loose and she had put on lipstick and done hereyes. Maybe not up to Mr. Kenneth's standards, but she looked reallypretty to me."Ahh, Carol, you look charming," Mr. Kenneth complimented her.Mr. Kenneth was a master at saying the right thing. If had called herbeautiful or gorgeous, Mom would have known he didn't mean it. Instead,she beamed."Really,. She asked for the real action, for which my tool is always ready. Made her to lay on the edge of the couch and rubbing my dick over it and around the pussy walls.Teasing her by inserting my dick a bit and removing it and repeated and she was pleading me to keep it. I inserted into her pussy which is very tight and making it easy to go which went to half and struck. Removed it and inserted in again and this time gave a sudden hard push for which she shouted loudly. I kissed her and started to. Bringing his hand around behind, but staying in her panties, he tugged down the back of her underwear hard enough to rip the elastic around her waist. They were old panties; she had worn them in the hopes that this would happen. Shoving his crotch up to his hand at her ass, he pulled down his zipper, reached into his underwear, and pulled out his fat dick. Grabbing it at the root, he worked the head up and down her ass crack, and under, wetting himself on her flood of pussy juice. After.