I don't know why, but I was scared to death of Ms. Hammer. She mostly taught Senior English Lit, but she also coached the varsity cheerleaders and tau...ht debate. I didn't realize that when I signed up for the class. I thought it would be an easy class that would lighten my load since most of the courses I took were junior level. Wrong! To make things worse, it was the last class of the day except Driver's Ed. And I'd missed one Driver's Ed lecture because of the stupid violation. I wasn't. After we get that fixed up, you go there and check their computer records when Miss Jenkins is NOT on duty. You should find a number of part-time or relief staff that don’t actually exist but are being paid to their bank account – which is actually Miss Jenkins’ account.Next, when it comes to visiting the store, tell the manager you want to examine the computer with him present, and no-one else. That should mean she is out of the way when you find the fraud. Don’t rush straight to it; first. ” I said.She kept sucking and pumping my cock and I was getting closer and closer. She slid up just a little on the bed bringing her tits right to my cock and she stoked me with her hand.“Come on, cum on my tits.” She said as she stuck her tits out towards my cock. That was all I could take and let loose countless thick streams of cum all over her gorgeous tits. It was nearly two weeks worth and it was everywhere. She kissed the tip of my cock and smiled, “Happy to see me?”Dee jumped into the. And then one day, I asked myself a question: Could I make love to Louise as myself again? I mean, after all, it had really been my body fucking her so gloriously for the past year. She was in love with me, and she was giving me the best sexual pleasure I could ever imagine ... no, beyond what I could have imagined.So, one night, she came to bed dressed in a tight little black mini-dress and calf-high black boots. She looked so amazingly hot. Honestly, she had never looked better. My cock became.