“Well, let’s see... early thirties, dark hair cut kind of short, a little boyish actually but cute. She’s nice but tends to keep to herself. She...also teaches history.”“Is she married?”“Uh, no, definitely not.”“I see,” said Jessica, mentally creating a profile of Ms. London. Almost certainly a lesbian, probably some people at the school understood as much but didn’t talk about it. She lived quietly and was sexually frustrated, took the coaching job because she liked being around young girls in. Right there I assumed she thinks I'm a creep... but no.She switched off her shower, combed her hair with both hands to release water and faced me. Completely naked, and this time with a full smile on her pretty face. I got so pumped up with that smile that my dick grew all the inches in 2 seconds, I was totally hard. Very, very hard. The now warm water was falling on me and even that made me horny. She walked over to join me under the shower. She grabbed my dick while looking at me straight in. I was able to get it all in my mouth until my lips was pushing against her ass cheeks. I pulled back a little and gathered up any cum that was still in my mouth and mixed it with all the spit I could get and used my fingers to part her pussy lips and spit it all up into her pussy. When I did that Marry latterly squalled in delight. I shoved four fingers hard up into her pussy causing her to draw her breath in quickly. She moaned and said you wonderful finger fucking ass licker, fuck me. Oh, Billy, I like it!” The golden stream of piss splashed about her tits. She turned them loose, then squeezed one tit with both hands, making her stiff nipple thrust up and out. Billy now took hold of his cock and aimed it, pissing onto his mother’s nipple. Joan, making soft whimpering sounds of perverse pleasure, squeezed her other tit.“Now this one,” she said. “Piss on this titty, too! Oooo, it’s so hot and nice! Piss on me, baby! Piss on mother’s titties! Piss all over my fucking tits! I.