She held onto the safety bar as he inched closer to her. He stooped lower, guiding his hard cock to her opening. Tina moved forward as he pushed his c...ck into her. One arm was around her waist, the other braced him against the wall should he slip on the wet bottom.She eagerly accepted his tongue into her mouth and sighed her contentment as her lover began fucking her. She let go of the bar, her arms holding him, her chin resting on his shoulder. “I’m yours, fuck me my love!” she sighed.They. Was Cassie purposely flashing her? She had a few intimate interactions with students in the past but she was trying to be good. Her husband had found out about prior encounters and was not happy even though he enjoyed hearing his wife’s detail confessions. He would stroke his hard cock as she recounted the experiences but then would be jealous that she had another woman without him. Cassie was such an innocent and pretty sixteen-year-old girl that it gave Mrs. Jackson nasty thoughts no matter. I can hear you gasp when I touch that perfect little spot, it has swollen up with anticipation. You have both hands under your hips behind you. One on my waist, keeping me close, the other rubbing my giant manhood. I spin you around to face you and kiss you. You help me shrug off my jacket, and now you’re tugging at my shirt, pulling it out of my pants, and I tug off my tie. You start unbuttoning my shirt, but with your two hands there in front of me and the tie in my hand, I have other plans.. The fix was on, and the pitcher was going to lob a nice slow one over the plate, and a home run was mine for the taking. Assuming I didn't faint from anticipation, that is.Even deciding what to wear wasn't the normal 'whatever is clean' ten-second decision. I made sure that the jeans and sweatshirt I chose had no holes, and weren't too wrinkled. I double-checked my underwear, a skidmark would have been very embarrassing. I considered dabbing on some of my Dad's cologne, and decided against it..