Out of the window he noted that cars parked in the rainsweptstreet were much older styles than normal and he determined to go outsideto investigate fu...ther. He checked the wardrobe which had appeared in thenew decor looking for a suitable coat to wear, hanging up were manydresses, coats and raincoats. He rejected a translucent PVC mack as tooplain and a glossy red PU one as too brassy and settled upon a pair ofthin rubber lined nylon silk ones, one red and one black. He chose theblack one which. He pushed his cock until he was buried deeply inside me, his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust. Slowly he starts to trust inside me, letting me get used to his hard cock in me. With each thrust he starts to pick up the pace thrusting faster, deeper inside me. Pushing back with each thrust to match his, moaning loudly, coming closer and closer to the explosion I knew would be an even greater climax than the first one I had when he tasted my then virgin pussy. Wrapping my legs. "ok ok" I got up and stood in front of her. I slowly grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. Then I undid my jeans and kicked them aside. I was trying hard to make sure my erection stayed in boxers. I had a bit of a fat, but it wasn’t too bad . "Oh my! You have a sexy body" she winked "Thank you hottie" I said as my confidence was rising with each moment passing by "Come! Sit beside me" she said I sat in front of her but keeping some distance between two of us . Barton did it anyway.Sitting up provided me an up-close of their behinds. Nothing you’d not see on anyone in a swimsuit, of course, but it’s different when they’ve been your teachers. It wasn’t that I could actually see anything, of course, but the way a swimsuit fits, it’s not like I couldn’t, either.The same regarding the fronts of their legs, a suit not wrapping around much more than necessary. Ms. Barton, especially. Probably the same might be said of mine, but I didn’t catch them.