That was my greatest orgasm ever, the previous leader, the one in Miss Clark's mouth had just moved into second place. Then something struck me. “oh...shit, what if..”“It’s ok, I’m on the contraceptive pill, we won’t do what you parents did.”“That’s a relief Miss Clarke, I didn’t even think…”“ You are a man now not a boy, so it’s Emma not Miss Clarke.” She smiled at me “of course in front of your parents it’s still Miss Clarke - you don’t want them to find out what we did do you?”“No, they’d kill. ”“Alright goodnight Dad.” “Goodnight Mr. Dudley. Happy birthday again” I smiled “Goodnight boys.”As we were walking upstairs I looked into the bathrrom and saw him take another pill of Viagra and smile. We didn’t get that much sleep that night, Kayleigh’s constant moaning mixed with a loud rhythmic thump kept us up. We woke up the next morning and went downstairs. Kayleigh was in the kitchen cooking and Mr. Dudley was sitting at the table reading the newspaper. Kayleigh looked tired but still. I was flattered to be called “Hot to trot”. I smiled at him when he said it.“You are to expose yourself right up to a point it would be public indecency,” he said as if he didn’t care who heard it. He smacked my bottom and put his arm around the base of my neck and hustled me through the hallways. He intentionally bumped me into underclassmen and made sure that when I collided with them, my tits were in their face.“You are a slut, and you need to be knocked down a peg! You have been getting. Then I was role playing as her husband after the wedding ceremony and when I found traces of spunk in her panties I was to act outraged and make her lick the panties clean. Whilst I duly obliged Jo I found the whole scene so distasteful that I only met sexually with her three times.Sally was a widow who was twenty years older than me and loved to suck cock without her teeth in, or as she referred to it as gummi cares. I really knew from the start that we were never going to make a go of it but.