"I'm having trouble with the second question sir." She said whilst standing up close to Mr A. He could feel the heat from her body eminating through h...r thin school dress. He focused on the problem and could see that Amy had not even started the question. "Why don't you start the question first and then let me know where you need help". He asked her, aware that he was speaking a little too erratically from her proximity. Amy bent over and rested a hand on the back of Mr A's chair and brushed. , the students often wore as little as they could get by with. School rules forbade wearing bathing suits to class, but tube tops, halters, and (very short) shorts were the rule of the day that often revealed their panties peeking out around the crotch. They would sometimes wear knee-length sundresses, and of course, the ever-present mini-skirts. The class met five days a week, and nothing unusual happened during the first week. But in the second week, a very quiet, but very sexy blonde named. “Mister Stranger! Fuck me like you mean it!” she demanded loudly.I had no choice now. Gripping her hips like I was riding a bucking bronco, I slammed my pelvis into her ass, withdrew my cock up to the head, and repeated the motion. My aggressive thrusts met with approval as she moaned, “Fuck yeeeah!”Time passed and I wasn’t sure how long I was going to be able to keep this up without cumming. I need a distraction. I looked around and saw the long fabric of Lisa’s unzipped skirt lying next to us. His look was soft in a peculiar way, but this moment did not last, for his face shifted to something more sinister, his beautiful mouth stretching into a nearly inhuman grin, and his eyes lit up like glowing charcoal, not too intense but still ready to burn.“Maie' Ferrahn,” he whispered teasingly. “What?” She yawned and stretched her limbs slowly on the bed, her skin making swishing sounds on the fabric. “You're so annoying Edicus, but I love it. Are you ever going to let me go back to.