"You know what's in it, you told me. Nothing. That's what you said". I didn't let on that I actually knew for a fact that there was nothing in it!"You...should ask him" Bob replied. "You see enough of him" Do I indeed?" I said. "And how would you know?" It's common knowledge! You know how we old Queens gossip. You've been seen working the cottage with him. I've even seen you myself in there when he's been there, so don't act all innocent". I was tempted to reply with "and what's it to you?" but I. They were all waiting out in front of the college. They wolf-whistled when they saw me strutting on my five-inch heels. My skirt barely covered my ass. If any coed wore a skirt that short, she'd be politely asked to go home. Not me, I was a teacher. I strolled through the building and marched past my boys. They were all so hungry. All ready to dominate their lesson. I couldn't wait.I entered my classroom. I taught my first class. It wasn't the true rush I craved, but still fun. My pussy was so. She sat up, smiling and leaning on her elbows. "Oh my god, that was good," she enthused. "But, now my poor pussy needs to rest from that horse cock, I may not be able to do anything there for awhile." Angela looked at the group of disappointed faces after that announcement, and smiled, "Don't worry boys, there's two more holes that aren't sore!" She rolled over onto her belly, sliding a pillow under her hips. "So whose next?" she asked, slapping her voluptuous ass and separating her succulent. Again I was surprised when I felt her tongue nibbling at my lips. I opened my mouth and we tongue danced for minute or so. I was kind of pushing us to the shallow end of the pool. As I got my feet under me she leaned back from the kiss and said. “What now, big guy.” I grinned at her. “Your spanking of course.” I watched her eyes widen in both surprise and anticipation. She tried to turn like she was going to flee but I had my feet under me now. I just pulled her to me and tossed her over my.