-----------------------------------------------------------------------Richard awoke the next morning with a spring his step. He got up beforeDee and ...as showered and ready for his day before she had even got outof bed. He rushed around their home in a black skirt suit and black,patent leather heels as he made breakfast for the both of them.Dee smiled at him as she saw him placing the meal on the table. Shenodded to herself and said, "That's definitely the right outfit for yourfirst day, dear.. Two hours into the drive home they stopped at an economy motel. The owner seemed to be Persian. The motel itself seemed to be more upscale than the mom and pop version of a middle eastern motel. The lobby didn’t smell of exotic food for one thing, thank god. Peter and Trish finally made love that night. Since the mission was accomplished, Peter wasn’t nearly as wound up. Relaxing was the secret to making love, at least it was for Peter. The next morning they took turns in the bathroom. With. You can't be friends with students.Oh, you can like them. You can be friendly with them. But ... the line must be drawn there. You can NOT be their friend. Not now. Any friendly gesture, comment, or god forbid touch, had the chance to be misinterpreted. Not just by parents or his superiors, although that was always a risk in this era of pedophile mania. No, but by the child themselves. And, maybe yourself. If Fred in any way was nicer to this girl than he was to any other student, she would. Then she groaned, her pussy got tighter as he worked his cock into her ass. I felt his cock sliding against mine through her thin membrane, I went in as he was retracting his, so no matter what one of us was deep inside her and the other moving out. FUCK, this is awesome, I'm a lucky fucking whore, A big white cock in my puss, a huge black cock in my ass, & they fucking me like they've both shared me numerous times. I reached up and playfully twisted her nipples. YESsss she hissed, twist'em.