.then she leaned in and kissed me….I kissed her back then she pulled back and said I am so sorry I got carried away I am your teacher and I am 55 an... your only 16. I told her how much I liked her and how pretty she was, she said we cant its so wrong, then she saw the big bulge in my jeans again and smiled and said I am glad I can cause that it makes me feel good then she rubbed my hard cock through my jeans and let out a little moan and said oh my that feels huge. I put my hands on her breasts. I was wearing some leggings and a cardigan. Pretty sure being ogled was not even an option! Perhaps he was bored, and his mind liked to wander off too.Once the meeting was finally adjourned, I picked up my jacket and got ready to make my escape. Before I could do so, one of the department heads I had met at a function walked over to say hello. I never saw him coming, but suddenly the town manager was at my elbow. He leaned in just a little, with his hand on my arm and jokingly remarked, “Don’t. Mark turned to Oscar and asked, “So what is the deal between them?”Ignoring the question, Oscar held up another potato chip and said, “I’m going to try and get a tour of a potato chip factory.”“Why on earth would you want to visit a place where they make potato chips?” asked Mark jarred by the unexpected change in topic.Shrugging, Oscar said, “I want to see how they peel all of those potatoes.”Recognizing that Oscar was changing the subject on purpose, Mark said, “Hey, don’t change the subject.. Here, just sit on my lap and rub back and forth. When I get hard again, we can try something else.”Her bony legs fit perfectly between my own, and the big, padded arms of my chair. As much as I love seeing slick, smooth, shaven pussies, I thought her thick, brown bush was hot as hell. I was pleased to find out her tits were sensitive. The more I fondled, kissed and sucked on them, the hornier she became. I was stiff, again, in just a few minutes. When her rubbing got a little more intense, I.