It's not that I was warm, but I just decided to. And then I start to unbutton my shirt and peel it back from my shoulders. The small voice returns, as...ing why, and it doesn't get a good answer. But this all seems so reasonable - why not get undressed? There's no one around to see.My hands reach for the button on the front of my jeans and they're quickly unsnapped, unzipped and pulled down. I bend over to pull off my shoes and socks before pulling my feet through the legs of the jeans before. Shit, where had the day gone! ‘You’re still here?’ I rumbled snaking away from a hand that was creeping up my naked thigh. The hand slipped under the seam of my panties and I got gooey thinking about the other things it could do. ‘I wanted to talk to you more about your idea.’ My idea? ‘You mean the part where you and Kevin videotape me having an orgasm so you can put it out there for millions of horny teenagers to watch? Yes that was totally my idea, not influenced by you and your boy. I responded “I am rested and feeling a lot better”. With that said Brad got up and came over to me and started kissing my neck right in front of Michael. “Back off!” I exclaimed. I did not want Michael to know what went on. Brad grabbed me again and started kissing me. Michael got out of his chair and came behind me and started to pull off my shirt, there was nothing I could do. The guys were just to strong, and to tell you the truth I did not want to fight it off. I was getting a cake and. ”Miss Amore said, “Not my students. I can’t fuck my students. I’ll loose my job.”I laughed and said, “That job doesn’t pay the bills, remember.”Miss Amore was starting to sober up somewhat and said, “Okay, okay, I’ll get you your money but I won’t fuck my students.”I took the gun out of her pussy and put my cock in, then I said, “I’m one of your students and I’m fucking you.”Miss Amore laughed and said, “You’re not one of my students, you’re my pimp, remember. A freebee is just one of your.