"Oh Sammy, I didn't mean it. I want to see you again too." Does that mean I can see you tomorrow?" No, it wouldn't be a good idea. I would want you to...kiss me goodbye, and my parents wouldn't understand. No amount of explaining would make them understand. But you can kiss me now."We kissed and she began to cry. She put her wet cheek next to mine and whispered, "They wouldn't understand. I'll be home for Thanksgiving. Will you want to see me then? I'll want to see you so much. I'll write. Will. .move closer and gave a peck on her cheek.S: Oh really.She moved closer and gave a peck on my lips.I hold her tight and we continued kissing and smooching.Our tongues were rolling.She came closer and sat on my laps.We were engrossed in kissing and her hands were on my chest.I started cupping her boobs ..I moved my hands under her shirt and started feeling her skin and boobs.S : ooohhhhhh (She started enjoying it.)She also moved her hand in my t-shirt from the back and started teasing me.Now we. Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball game. It might be about her tenure. This was her tenure year at the quaint southern high school in which she taught. Most school systems only took three years, hers took five. They were a nice school with some of the best test scores and well behaved schools.Leah had taught her first year in an inner city school and came home crying nearly every night. It wasn't anything. In the soft light her silhouette matched some sex goddess.She kept on thrusting my dick, smeared with my precum and occasionally her saliva. As i felt my orgasm nearing i reached her duffel to grab some tissues and within moments of ecstasy i spurted my semen on her hands and thighs. She wiped me and herself and what she did after that caught me off-guard! Instead of throwing the dirty tissues she shoved it in her sweat’s pocket which i felt was rather sexy!!! I grabbed her by her ass and.