Now this story is about me and her daughter, although some fun was had with the mother, but that’s a different story for another time. Her daughter�...�s name was Amy. She was about 5’6 maybe 5’5, with dark brown hair that had a black tint to it, blue eyes, and 36D breasts, which like her mother she had no problem showing off with low cut tops. Her figure, she must have gained from her mother, as they could have easily been mistaken for sisters, if not for the usual overhearing of arguments between. Staci and I got into a couple of interesting debates about the Old Testament that Mark had to break up to allow others in the class to participate. She was very much of the ‘directly inspired, literal word of God’ camp and I was very much in the ‘engaging stories that describe the human condition but aren’t necessarily true’ camp.As we were walking to The Bog on Friday, I asked her if she really, truly believed that the universe was created in six literal days. When she said ‘yes’, I chuckled. Fuck me ... fuck me stud" she screamed as she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper and deeper into her beautiful pussy. Sandra was an absolute tigress as she writhed on the bed under me. I had heard of some women being multi-orgasmic but she was what I would call continuous-orgasmic.I thought to myself as I continued to fuck her "How did I get so lucky?"My handiwork with a camera had come to the attention of the school's administration manager Mrs Sandra Nielson. She asked if I could. Any chance I could get though, when no one was looking....FLASH!Eventually my husband had enough. I was wet as hell from my teasing routine. He said "hey, let's walk down that path", pointing to a narrow alley where maintenance and trash employees generally only traveled. I did as suggested. We walked down the path and around towards the back of the stores. There were trees and shrubs, but there were sidewalks and people just on the other side. When no one else was nearby I bent over a.