"Sure you are," Bart said."I am serious. If we go running around like some avenging angel, someone is going to wind up calling the cops on us. I need ...o keep a low profile," I explained. "Steve and I are thinking a little more low tech security system." Oh yeah what is that?" Bart asked Steve."Junkyard dog," he said."I like it," Bart replied."More just noise and a bit of protection," I suggested. "We are not going to have some killer dog running around there. We just want something noisy.". He was more than willing to do as she asked. He pulled out of my ass once again and added more spit to my ass before pushing deep into my ass driving my head into the pussy at my face. He continued to push until I felt his stomach against my ass. He then grabbed my hips and slowly withdrew his cock from my ass. I felt the air hit my gaped ass just before he plunged his thick cock deep into me again driving the air from my lungs. As the man started to fuck me in earnest, the woman pushed my face. She was in her late thirties, a wife and a mom, but man, was she sexy! She had long full blonde hair, a pretty face, was average in height, and had big tits. Like most of the teachers she dressed casual more than she dressed up, but whatever she wore, it was hard to hide her hot body. I wasn't much of a math student, and since I had math my last class of the day, I spent most of the period staring at Mrs. Gibson and having fantasies about her. She didn't wear skirts very often, but when she. Old Bob, the janitor walked in, he looked flustered, 'Hi', he said sweating profusely, 'You OK Bob', I asked him calmly, he was looking at me in a strange way, somehow I knew instinctively, Bob wanted to fuck me.He was close to me and I could smell his sweat, he was overweight, balding, and always looked as if he never washed.'What's going on Bob', I asked him calmly, his tongue was constantly licking his lips, I was picking up on the littlest of his nuances, his eyes were focusing on my.