The “hottest” teacher on campus, Mr. khan’s front row desks were always filled with girls in the shortest of skirts and the lowest cut camisole....Boys would sit up front too, but for a different reason: to get next to the girls.“Kavita?” Mr. khan sounded wary as he eyed her. She wasn’t in an ass baring miniskirt like last week, but she rocked her outfit anyway, her tight black pencil skirt hugging to the right curves and flaunting her long legs.With a short glance to her usual seat against the. The smile that appeared on his face was cute and flattering. But alas, he or they, weren't to be mine tonight. Besides, I wouldn't know what to do in a threesome. My cock would be spurting all over the place.No, it was the next guy that had Kit's seal of approval tonight. As I got to the crossing before the park, two guys and a girl were chatting by the mailbox. One guy was about my height, white and kind of thuggish looking, the girl was black and slender, very cute but with one of those. The head of my cock rests against her slit as I grab her hips and thrust balls deep in her pussy.“Oomph…Oomph.” Joanne grunts as I slam my cock back and forth in her pussy.Water from the tub splashes over the edge, onto the carpet as she rises up and pushes back to meet my thrusts. Just as my cream splashes against the walls of her honey pot, we hear the bathroom door open. Standing there naked is Trisha.“I…I…I can explain, honey.”“Well, I read the note downstairs and thought you were waiting. I lean forward, letting my tongue darts across the nub of your engorged clit.Your hands grab hold of the back of my head, pulling me into you. I push my thumb deep into you, swirling it around inside you as your walls clamp hold. My other hand finds the small of your back and I pull you closer towards me. Your clit is now between my lips, the tip of my tongue flicking hard against you your swollen nub. I feel your thighs begin to tremble; you are so close. “I’m on the edge, fuck me,” you cry.