I was wanking my cock hard and a few seconds later l came, shooting my spunk over the seat of the chair.“God, you were desperate,” l said as he pu...ped his cum into me.“I’m sorry David, did l hurt you?” He said between deep breaths.“Oh you know how much l like it like that,” l said, “l know you would never mean to hurt me.”He finally pulled out and l turned round dropping to my knees, taking his cock into my mouth.“God this is crazy,” he said as my mouth worked on him, licking and sucking him. . When he put it on the slant part of the stool, Gwen put her foot on it and opened up her legs. He got an eye full of blond twat and started to stutter. He finally regained his composure enough to measure her foot, got up and almost ran to the stockroom holding the boot in front of his crotch. Gwen just giggled. I reached over and took her hand and said "That is enough of that missy. The poor boy is about to cum in his pants"!She leaned toward me "That's the idea". He came back out of the. Unless you think you can tell without me trying it on, in front of you." Or you not tell them I'm your son but your husband or boyfriend, which husband might go over better, since you have a wedding ring on your finger." Yea but, what about our age differences?" If by chance some one happens to ask about that, just say we just got married a couple of weeks ago or month ago even. School has been out now what, a month in a half, and I'm eighteen now, and you look young enough, that there. " Well, when the time comes, Terri," Darlene considered, "you'll figure something out, I'm sure." If," Terri said."Whatever," Cynthia said. "But, Terri, you have to go for the prof in a big way. Be bold. Let him know what you want right up front." What? Terri shook her head in amazement. "Walk into his office in a miniskirt, no nylons, no panties, no bra under my blouse and say, 'Hi Professor Hottie, I was just wondering if you would, you know, like to fuck me, right here on your desk?’.