I went to math class and noticed Mr. Jenson hardly looked at me. No matter what I did, hiked up my skirt, spread my legs or even dropped my book he di...n’t give it a second glance. I sighed leaving school frustrated wanting to know why he was ignoring me. I walked into the parking lot and found him waiting by his car to take me to his house. I went up to him frowning, “Did I do something wrong?” I whispered. He just opened the car door and told me to get in, that we would talk about it when he. Meowwww. Tonya, don’t touch yourself there unless you’re in your own room.’ Tonya’s voice took on a whining quality. ‘But it feels sooooooo good!’ Chrissie sounded exasperated. ‘I know, but this isn’t the place for it!’ ‘Hmmphh,’ said Tonya. ‘Fine. I’ll just walk around, then, ‘cuz that feels good!’ ‘Fine,’ said Chrissie, ‘just stay where I can see you. Meowww.’ Tonya and Laura strolled off, arm in arm, boobs jiggling in synch. I chuckled. ‘At weast you know what you have to wook forward to,’ I. I had begun to notice the periodic glances of several of the girls in the row directly in front of me. They looked back every couple of minutes or so, probably confused as to what was attractive about an average middle-aged man. During half-time, when the cheerleaders and team were gone from the field, three of the girls started turning around in their seats, looking up at us and obviously flirting. Two of them had some cleavage exposed and leaned back from time to time, giving Ron and me some. ”With that he pulled out, moved me into the missionary position then mounted me. Talk about your guts being sucked out! When he withdrew it felt like he was taking everything inside with him! There was a little more lube then another nice slow penetration of my cunt. Once he found out where ‘bottom’ was again he began another nice slow fucking. I locked my legs around him, just below his arms, and went along for the ride. It was, at about this point, that all of my emotions maxed out and things.