She talked about her friends, her college life and I shared some my college moments. the Tshirt she wore was a bit low neck, when ever she bends I can...see her pinkish breasts and the cleave. This excited me a lot a moved closer to her trying to see her breasts as the journey passes she asked me to get some food items. I was standing to go out suddenly breaks were applied and I slipped on her. I was not expecting this right hand fallen on her left breast, it was great, her breast so soft. I said. It was a black sheath chemise with a black lace overdress. It fit snugly and accentuated my curves, even if they were false ones. It was high necked, and also buttoned at the back of the neck which helped to naturally hide my Adam’s apple and make it easier to pass. Even though I knew I probably wasn’t going to be getting undressed I wore undergarments that were appropriate, thigh high stockings, and prepared for the possibility that Brian might want to do more, on the “spur of the moment”. I. " Really? The instant's pause resulted in a sharp smack to her flank. "Do it. Fuck yourself on my cock." She braced herself and shoved back, pushing herself onto his waiting shaft. Her pussy opened up to let his thick ridged column inside her. He was bigger than any boyfriend she'd had, but she pushed past the shock of it and took him. Gliding forward and back she massaged his shaft with the walls of her cunt, hoping the repeated motion would suffice. It didn't. One mighty hand clapped to her. She French kissed me like that for a couple of moments before pulling back.“I love the taste of my pussy in my lover’s mouth!” she said, explaining her sudden kiss.“Well, maybe we can give you another taste this weekend!” I said.“I sure hope so, you are pretty damned good at pussy eating!” she smiled, fanning herself with her hand jokingly.With that little confidence boost, I left my sexy teacher and headed for my next class. That afternoon when I got home from school, I told my mother that I.