I was flattered and truth be told a little excited to be spending some time with the Coach. I took off my heels and placed them along with my bag in t...e coach’s office that was shared by all the gym teachers. We spoke casually about school and the students while picking up hardware and paraphernalia and returning them to storage. As we finished putting things away Coach nonchalantly mentioned that a few of his students were boasting about an incident involving one of the teachers, that a party. Masturbate if you want to, but afterward,during the let-down that always follows, always remain dressed andmade up. Because you're still a woman, even when it isn'texciting."She'd said that, early on. Urged it on me in fact when Iembarrassedly demurred. Even insisted on watching me andencouraging me the next few times I dressed up. "I can hardly keepmy hands off you," she'd said at one point. "But I know it'simportant for you to do it all. It's part of your ownself-acceptance as a woman.". ???? Surprised by this answer, I turned towardsChris struggling on the floor, and pulled her by the hair, lifting her upperbody. ?Mom doesn?t want a gag, so that?s gonna cost you.? With my other hand Islapped her hard on the ass and listened to her wince under the gag. I did this5 more times until Lynda agreed to the gag.???? ?Everytime you refuse, Chris gets a wack.????? I placed the small gag tube in her mouthand fastened it. I slowly gave the pump a few squeezes to start the process. Iknew. She held her body over him despite her orgasm, still kissing him deeply he began to jerk his shaft towards her. She stopped kissing him and looked over to me and smiled. Then turned away placing her hand over her dripping pussy she turned herself to face me and then continued around on a half circle. She pushed her dripping hole onto his face. Without complaint he began to lap up my sperm from her. He reached around and pulled her lips apart so that even more flowed from her. She moaned.