She had the gag and tape still over her mouth and she was totally exhausted. The general sat relaxing in his chair smoking a fine cigar. Rachel felt l...ke her knees would buckle and she nearly went over on her ankle before managing to remain upright and to attention.The general had enjoyed her ass even more than looking into those baby blue eyes as he fisted her soaking pussy. He looked at her fabulous rear. He could keep her ass tight he supposed.He chuckled to himself, knowing full well his. It wasn’t just that they were hot, it was because they were his English and Maths teachers. They were so out of bounds. He was really jealous of their boyfriends. He bet they didn’t have cocks as big as his. A week earlier Miss Dale had inadvertently seen Jon’s wanger during football training. She thought all the boys had gone and was just going to borrow some cricket and ping pong balls for a maths lesson. Jon came out of the shower and his towel slipped when he saw her. Miss Dale - she hadn’t. "But the crisp voice of a man cut in, "My Ladies certainly did the portrait more than justice."All eyes turned to the slightly built, middle-aged gentleman in a faded afternoon suit and top hat, a pince-nez straddling his nose, standing to one side of the picture as he calmly announced, "What is more, I know, because I am also one of the sitters in the picture!"The crowd were momentarily stunned by such an outrageous claim by an otherwise ordinary-looking middle aged gentleman."Ha-Ha-Ha" came. .."Then with a big smile — but Susan could see concern in her eyes — Caitie slipped off her lovely pants, pulled her skirt up to her waist and lay across Susan's lap. Then she turned her head and said, "I'm so sorry, Susan. I hope you don't hurt your hand. But I'm making my buns as soft as I possibly can." As she said it, she quickly turned her head away, but not quickly enough for Sue to miss the tears forming in her eyes.Looking up, she almost cried watching Johnny Taylor take off his shoes.