I laughed and told them that St. Ursula's didn't get a real sports program running until it went co-ed some time in the 80's. I wasn't sure exactly wh...n, because as a male, I hadn't been very interested in school athletics and by the time the school went co-ed, it was just trivial news. "And I certainly would have noticed, 'cause I watched the Saturday cartoons all the time. Patti never went to St. Ursula's, never joined up for any team sports, and certainly didn't teach the Saints volleyball. You played with your clit a little, then you slid one finger in your wet hole. You looked over at me as I played with my dick, saying how hot you were and how much you wanted me in your mouth.You watched me stroke my big fat hard cock as you fingered your wet snatch and played with your nipples.As I watched you play, you said, "I'm cumming, I'm going to cum for you baby. Watch me cum all over my fingers, watch me, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Oh, shit I'm cumming."Just as you started cumming, I. She sighed out a long "Yesssss". I pulled my shorts to the floor and stood there so she could look at my hairless cock and balls. I pointed to the place she didn't need to have pointed out to her. "Last week Mrs. Martin shaved the hair that was there. I didn't have much anyway. Hope that's okay."Mrs. Martin shook her head 'yes' and patted the bed next to her. I sat on the bed and she started kissing my lips again. While she did that her right hand moved lightly over my smooth chest and,. ‘It doesn’t matter, Lena, it’s you who has been hurt. I wouldn’t hurt you like that again for the world. Am I forgiven?’ How can I deal with a man like this, my feelings towards him were now becoming very complicated. I had scratched and bit him terribly, he must have been in considerable pain, not to mention discomfort, yet he still thought that he should apologise to me. I wanted to hug him close and tight but, in his state, that would have been cruel so I gently took hold of his arms, looked.