God, I wanted to kiss her right then.So I did. Leaning toward her, I reached up with my left hand to pull her head closer to me, telegraphing my inten...ions to kiss her. It was a mutual desire as she leaned toward me at the same time. As our heads were drawn slowly together our eyes searched each other for words. Were we looking for a permission to continue or for some other instruction urging us both onward?There were no words seen or spoken as the heat of our breath mixed; our lips only. It didn't matter that this was her sixth year of being a teacher--she always hated getting called to the principal's office. She probably dreaded it more than the students. It meant either some additional workload, him asking her to cover down for some additional duty or to work a stupid football game. Something usually not good.Then Leah suddenly thought that it might be about something a lot more important than selling concessions at a sportsball game. It might be about her tenure. This was. With that he pushed his cock past my lips and into my throat. Mmm I let him know to continue.He basically leaned forward over me and started to fuck my face. His moans drowning out mine as his cock slid in and out of my mouth balls hitting my chin. He was going at a slower pace but I could tell he was lost in the moment. Tasting his precum I knew I was in for a nice load and as expected he didn’t make me wait long. Ohhh fuck was all he said and he soon flooded my mouth with his cum. Pistoning. Tell me what you see.”“Sally, I see a beautiful woman smiling at me. I see a woman who’s proud of her body. I see a sexy figure with lovely breasts and pink nipples and I want to kiss them. May I? May I kiss them?”“Yes, but don’t ask a woman permission that way. If you think she’s ready try, If you’re going too fast for her, she’ll let you know.I guided his head down, and as he licked and kissed on my tits, I slid my hand to his crotch, lightly rubbing his cock through his jeans. After just a.