With all the willpower she could muster, Melanie mastered her panting breath and managed to speak with the same sad, small voice she’d used with her...mom all week. “Hi, Mommy,” she muttered.Her mother sounded concerned, but firm. “Sweetheart, do you really want to spend the night with your teacher?”“Yes, ma’am,” she said immediately.“Do you feel like she’s helping you? I mean, really?”“Oh, yes, ma’am,” Melanie replied, allowing her voice to betray a fraction of her joy. “I’m so–so, you know…”. I could tell she had never done this before. I walked over to her and took her hand in mind and placed it on my chest. "I'm a little excited too." I told her. A smile was all she could muster.I leaned in and kissed her lips. I felt her hands grasp my shirt and felt her body shiver. We stood there kissing for a moment and she finally pulled back. "JT, I can't have sex with you." She said. "I can't go that far on my husband." I smiled and told her we'd go just as far as she wanted. She leaned. She leaned forward quickly, gently pulled my foreskin back and before I could grasp what was happening I felt my dick surrounded by warm, wet air then I felt her sucking. All the while her tongue started twirling around the head of my penis like a merry go round gone mad. Almost instantly I let go coming in her mouth with the best orgasm I’d had since the first time I’d whacked off.She continued sucking and milking me until it deflated, swallowing every last drop. I was stunned by the whole. Bess was looking good to me.We got the all aboard call and headed back to the bus. Bess grabbed a window seat in the last row and I sat down beside her. Her smile indicated she was pleased with my seat selection. Night time arrived about thirty minutes out of Roanoke Rapids. When it was sufficiently dark, Bess laid her head down in my lap. She looked up and smiled at me when she realized my cock was hard.I took her action to mean she wanted to suck my cock and I was more than willing to.