I swore I heard, as I turned to walkaway, a whispered "she's pretty" coming from my table 9 but I may havebeen mistaken.The lunch shift ran for severa... hours and I almost forgot about mycostume as my focus fell towards doing a decent job, keeping Len happyand not spilling any food. In truth, despite the embarrassment of mypredicament, I think I was beginning to enjoy myself.After lunch was over, myself and the rest of the waitresses had theopportunity to rest ourselves for a little while. I. “ohhhh dad! Fuck my choot! Fuck that sluttish choot like you fuck my mom. See her sucking on that dirty doggie lund. Ohhhhhhhh fuck! Ahhhhhhhhhhh1 that’s fine oohhhhh its all inside my choot! I cant believe it! My own father fucking me and my mother sucking doggie lund! Ohhhhhh! Yesssssssssss! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Bindu watched as her husband fucked his daughter and she could not wait to get that dog lund inside her choot. The doggie was hard again with all the sucking bindu gave and was now. Again. I slowly opened the door to my classroom, hoping Ms. Peterson was absent. Just as I managed to open the door enough to peer inside the class, I saw her. She had her back to me, as she was writing down notes for the students to copy, on the blackboard. I couldn't help but admire her form. This was her first year teaching high school history, and she had no shortage of teenage boy admirers. She was tall, I don't know how tall she was bare foot, but in heels (which she always wore) she was. .I want to be on top of you", he said smiling at her. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm....that can be arranged," she said smiling back at him. She then rolled off of him as he moved over on top of her. She spread her legs wide apart as he positioned himself so that his cock was right at the opening of her pussy. Then with one hard thrust he was all the way inside her. Then he begin fucking her with slow even thrust, then increasing the pace, until he was ramming her relentlessly with hard deep strokes. Their.