For once I was not the center of attention and I could see Mr. Bradley was getting off having some of his former students and other boys touching his ...ife. I whispered in his wife’s ear, “So how are you enjoying all of this?” She whispered back, “I wish I did this long time ago. Thank you!” I guess I did launch something to make these nerdy kids happy.My first day at Blanke Schande, I knew that Mr. Louis was not there, but was pleasantly surprised by Mrs. Wild, who replaced him. Wow, was she. "Are you hurt, Donna?" he asked, but I couldn't even talk! All I coulddo was shake and shiver."What's wrong Donna?" I heard Jerry say.Finally I found my voice and said,"Jerry, I'm gonna have to get you outta that suit. You're too damndangerous in it! You're reckless and careless and, some day you're gonnaget either yourself, or somebody else killed!" Oh come on Donna! I knew what I was doing all the time! I wasn't inany danger and I didn't endanger anyone else besides these friggin. “I guess” he replied.“It’s not like I haven’t seen you naked before” I joked.“Not recently!” he retorted.“I’m sure nothing has changed” I k**ded.“MOM!” he cried“Just k**ding! Let’s get it over with” I said.I took the plastic bags and placed one over each hand and then wrapped some duct tape around the edges. He already looked like he had two giant oven-mitts on each hand. The bags only made them look more comical.“Uh, can you turn around while I get in?” he asked. “Then I’ll keep my back to. I sooo wanted that in my hands.He moved around to the side of the table, working on my upper thighs, around and in between my legs. I was getting really wet from the pent-up lust.As his hands worked my ass-cheeks, I let out a small moan. His hands, strong and methodical, didn't miss a spot, including my ass crack and rubbing my butthole. I wanted him to slide a finger in, just to see how good that lube was.It wasn't until he pulled his finger out that I realized he, in fact, did.I could also.