Yes, get on top of me... Deeper... How is it?" It's you, you hungry cunt." Think about Jenny and fuck me." Who're you thinking about?" Later."It's lik... this every morning. There's always something to talk about. Sometimes it's what we're reading, sometimes fantasy games like this morning. Sometimes we just fuck like teenagers - lazy teenagers, taking our time. This morning, we threw the covers off and made love hard, thrusting and rubbing together. After we came, we lay there, catching our. As the days and weeks went by, he became more self confident and assured; and a couple of times he even dominated Karen quite impressively. I told him there was no more I could teach him and he had to now live and breathe the dominant role. That self same day he packed and returned home.Three days later I received a phone call from Stuart asking me to be at his mom's home on the Friday night in the role of an assessor; just to see how he was doing. I agreed and asked if Karen was to be with me.. ."You are a little slut aren't you" I tease her, hissing the words, I love watching her squirm and now she has her hand on my balls and she is fondling them and gripping my cock with her other hand, pulling it towards her legs which are spread open. "Look at your gaping wet pussy, your legs spread like a whore, you cheap dirty slut, you want my thick cock banging you on my bench, don’t you?" You look at me as if I have slapped you across the face and all you can do is nod, closing your eyes in. "Thank you, Miss Pearce," mocked Tiffany Hayes, at me. She was a plump girl with a mean streak. "Shut up," I snapped back, louder than I had wanted. Which grabbed the teacher's attention."Who said that?" Miss Pearce demanded, her hands on her hips. "Katherine," Tiffany told her.Her green eyes were angry. "Miss Wilson, you stay here after school for detention," she said and turned back to the board.I groaned and then smiled as I thought, won't be so bad, the gorgeous Miss Pearce will be there.At.