It explains this club and that man-cave," I teased back holding up my number 2 pencil and using it to point to an empty study room. "I've always wante... to see a real man-cave," she said in a low conspiratorial tone. "Then let's check out my wall paintings," I shot back, extending my hand to lead her off. "I'm hoping that they are full color," she said, taking my hand and playing along. As I finished closing the door to the study room she all but jumped into my arms and assaulted my mouth with. On average, boys were in her grasp fora month or so, sometimes a bit longer, which meant only a smallfraction of the grade would ever have the misfortune anyway. Assumingthe pattern continued, there was probably a 1 in 20 or 30 chance ofever having to deal with it, which was small enough not to worry toomuch.We learned that year that Halloween season was the worst time to behers. She seemed particularly aggressive around that time, and shewould always take her new doll in tow to the Halloween. “Answer me!” he shouted while he began fucking me even harder. The feeling was so good, but I couldn’t bring myself to say a word. “Oooooh,” was all I could bring out. Smack! He slept me in the face but still I didn’t say anything. Then he grabbed my throat while he rammed his dick even faster up in my ass. He was now fucking me in full force. “Aaaaah,” I screamed! The sensation became so strong I almost couldn’t take it anymore. When all of the sudden… he stopped.“Get off!”Bewildered I looked. Chances are at least one of them will take a liking to me, or maybe several. With some beer in my belly I'm sure I'll find the courage this time!" - I think to yourself. Fantasizing about how I'll sleep with every one of them, perhaps several at once each night. I feel a stiffness come on. It's not a problem, nobody can see it from here.I start touching yourself over my pants, drifting off into fantasy while I look at the back of their heads, remembering how they look, their big breasts hiding.