I stood in front of you naked, and you stroked your cock, appraising my body, and I looked at you and thought, ‘He isn't good looking, but there's s...mething about him.’ And of course, I loved the sex.You picked me up, and I wrapped my legs around your waist. It’s what you always told me to do when we were fucking in a tight place. Wow, it felt so good, and it was naughty. We could have been caught at any moment, but you always liked the idea of getting caught, didn't you John? It gave you an. I unzipped her jacket and was trying to free her breasts when she decided this position was not so good. We switched places and I had the edge of my butt on the edge of the hood as the steering wheel helped part the top of my legs somewhat straddling somewhat partially sitting on it. The position didn’t quite put my crotch at her eye level but it got it up there and on display.Debbie guided my cock out and greeted it with a “Wow!” followed by an “mmmm.” I asked if I could see her breasts as she. "I... I try. What you want me do?"Slowly, reluctantly, the dress came off. I was impressed with Nita's thoroughness - beneath it, she was wearing cheap cotton underwear, the sort a poor country girl could afford. I concealed my amused admiration under a lustful leer; after a month without her, the expression felt all too natural.As her bra came off, she twisted away from me, and kept her back turned as the panties joined it on the floor. I had to swallow, hard, before asking her to turn. Connelly called on her close to the end of class. Sandra didn't register her voice until the second attempt."Come on Sandra," she said sweetly. "Just one more example, then you'll be rid of me."As she went to the board, Sandra looked at her quizzically, wondering what she meant. Before she could worry about it, Ms. Connelly played the harmonic dictation example. Absentmindedly, Sandra wrote it out, starting before Ms. Connelly had even finished.Rid of her? He's back then, or what?She didn't.