Slowly he moves down the back, massaging every inch in every direction. She can feel he's rubbing some scented oil on her back. It feels warm and plea...ing; she thinks she's about to faint from this pleasure."That feels great" she whisper between breaths as he kneads her lower back. Not just with his hands, but using his whole arm like a rolling pin … Hmmm … he must have taken off his shirt. Linda smiles as she imagines his bare chest leaning over her.His sneaky hands have already pulled down. If he stayed and worked, it would most likely come. The Giants knew that. It was at that moment when Mr. Burns hurled his warm-up jacket off and stalked up the isle toward the hecklers, his arms bulging from the recent pump produced by his championship lifts. They were street wise boys, you could tell, and his advance did not bother them. They were big boys, and there were after all two of them. Upon reaching them, Mr. Burns arms flashed out with amazing speed. Grabbing each by their leather. She pleaded with me to go slow, so I spread her cheeks and dropped my face into her ass crack. Her butthole was very pink and red but still incredibly tight. I tasted the condom from earlier as my tongue tried to push it's way inside her, but she was too tight so I had to settle for slow deliberate circles around her tiny opening. I pulled my face away and coated my dick with spit. I knew she wouldn't ask me to wear a condom, she never did. I could see her quivering and her pussy absolutely. This last time was simply the last straw for me as she interrupted an important lesson in American history to make her entrance. She walked in winking at some of the boys and smiling at some of the girls her friends of course who, thought her actions were funny.She made her way to her desk in the front of the class and sat down, chomping her gum like a cow and acting totally innocent as she looked up at me.I stopped class to gather myself and try not to lose my temper at this young attention.