To his amazement, all the girls were very attractive, some smokin’ hot. They varied from looking like cheerleaders to a couple of Goth ones with dar... hair and piercings. Always nervous around new people, John muttered some hi’s as he walked to an open seat looking down at his feet, averting the other students eyes.Right as the bell rang the professor walked in. She had a dark complexion, was fairly tall for a woman, and had long jet black hair that went half way down her back. She was dressed. But we spent over half the class and had to get back. He didn't even get to cum so I owe him something, and I think letting him fuck my ass will be what I owe him.” “oh my god, really?” giggled Jenny. “He'll be nice and easy on you, like he was with me. He said it was worth the wait, and I wish I hadn't waited. So go for it hun. But... I have a favor to ask. Could I, if the situation was right, get your father to fuck me? It's alright if you say no but I feel like I should ask permission. And. Mom didn’t care except that it interrupted her sex. After that, she’s always carried out her trysts elsewhere. I’m thankful for that.”I was surprised that she didn’t while her mother obviously did when it came to easy sex. That made the relationship different by being reversed or by both not being actively involved.She said, “I bet you’re surprised. My mother is involved in an active sex life while I’m not and we even work together.”“Yes, that would only be human.”“It started years ago when I. Everyone had gone, and we were alone. I knew what he was looking at, as I was exposed and defiant, he waved and I cordially returned his wave, still showing myself and feeling wanton.He started cutting and the smell reminded me of the day I ran naked through the fields of corn, chest high and feeling the slight sting as it whipped my small breasts from all directions, and especially hardened nipples, hardened by the cool air, and intensified by the sting of the whipping.In the distance I could.