“I’m gonna go get a drink.”“Alright man” Mark said to me as I made my way to the bar. The bartender was busy making a platter of shots for a...large group of girls at the other end of the bar so I sat down on the edge of a stool to wait for him to come take my order. While I was waiting a woman walked over and leaned up against the bar next to me, obviously waiting to get a drink as well. She was stunningly beautiful; medium toned skin and short jet black hair. Her tight black t shirt and well. Leading Harry, they ran upstairs and into her bedroom, which had a four poster bed in the center. Mrs. Thomas started taking her clothes off, as fast as she possibly could, walking over to Harry in just her underwear and high heels. It was a sight of magic for him, though he wasn’t sure if that was the brandy of not. Hell he’d just noticed she’d got a nice curvy figure on her. Mrs. Thomas got to Harry, running her hands all over his chest, ripping his shirt off, with buttons flying all over.. ‘And is sharing her thoughtlessly with a vindictive person a good form of discipline?’ Megan questioned. ‘No,’ Karen admitted. ‘And is blackmailing a teacher into potentially losing her job so you can make a point a responsible thing to do?’ Megan continued. ‘No,’ Karen whispered, guilt written all over her face. I jumped in, feeling guilty seeing Karen look so vulnerable and said, ‘Ms. Morgan said she liked submitting to Karen.’ ‘That may be true. Karen, I believe, has a natural gift to. I could tell she loved my cock. She took more and more of it down her mouth. She looked into my eyes the entire time she gave me head.Her cheeks were bulging. Spit oozed from the corners of her mouth. She became obsessed and took more and more of my dick down her throat. I was surprised she could deep throat me. She seemed very experienced. She pushed her fingers into my secret spot and milked my prostate. I was feeling weak in my knees. “Wow, you suck cock so good! I need to come!.