Her anal ring widened and devoured my digits. The sudden pleasure swept through her.She detonated.“SHAAAAADDOOOOOOW’SSSSSSS KIIIIISSSSSSS!”Her c...nt writhed around my dick. Her hot twat convulsed and suckled at my cock. I groaned, loving the way her pussy spasmed around my rod. The hot delight nursed at me. The pressure in my balls hit that bursting point as she drowned in her greatest orgasm ever.I erupted into her cunt.I pumped her pussy full of my jizz.Blast after blast of my cum fired from. They had never really discussed it and Missy didn’t know how he would react but when she looked up at him and saw that wicked smile on his face she knew he was onboard. “MMMM that’s my boy. Now go back out there but don’t say anything.”Missy watched from her room as the boys laughed and carried on the way that teenage boys do. She had put on the new micro bikini she had just bought and hoped that it wasn’t too blatant. It was remarkably small and therefore revealing. The bottoms split her ass. The short construction meant that it didn't rub or show under clothing, and as long as I wore snug-fitting briefs, its weight was totally supported. There was no sharp outline of a regular padlock, and the urethral tube caused no issues whatsoever – I couldn't even feel it. Erections could cause some slight discomfort (usually caused by the good ol' nocturnal 'woody'), but it was no more serious than when I'd worn the old plastic device; urinating usually fixed that problem.Mandy was delighted. There was an item on CNN News about a thirty-something teacher who was arrested for having an affair with one of her students. Brad thought it was funny saying that it was an experience that the kid would never forget and to make the kid out as a ‘victim’ was ridiculous. Brad said, “He’ll be retelling this story in bars until he’s seventy.” Anyway, I found myself waking from a dream a few nights later about having sex with one of my students but I couldn’t identify him. I hardly ever have sexy.