Now that was the worst punishment I could imagine... I hated math, and to compound matters, I had to study under a tutor's observation. But then, ther... was nothing much I could do to stop it... So I gathered my books and walked over to her house, rather dejectedly.Before I do go on, a little about the math teacher. She must have been in her mid 20's or probably late 20's, about 5'6" tall, well... neat bust and ass... actually, didnt give it more thought than that. I suppose she was considered. Well that sounded like fun to me but I thought I better leave that bit of information out whilst telling Beth.She was really pleased when I told her we could go dancing that evening. She dressed really sexy, short black mini skirt and white top that was low cut in front. She doesn't wear a bra as her breasts are small but very firm. And of course her favourite red high heeled shoes.The dance hall was pleasant enough, not crowded at all. We had a lovely time dancing and drinking. As the evening. She came up off of there, a little red faced but smiling. If I had grinned just a little wider my ears would have fallen off. I was still quivering and trembling from the preceding actions but reached down, pulled her up and tried to express my appreciation by giving her a flurry of licks and kisses anywhere I could find an available spot, but ending on her sweet pussy. I've always enjoyed eatin' pussy but this warm, moist buffet of honeyed juices drove me almost maniacal as I licked and probed. I shall be lady...” My mind moved furiously trying to come up with another character from the list of females in the play.. “I shall be Queen...” No, there were none of them left to choose from who would make sense. “I'll be...” I paused blinking, the girls looking goop at me with their adorable cheeks stuffed full of fat ball-meat, Richard's stretched baggy scrotum dangling between them like so much pulled taffy. “Oh fuck it!” I decreed, plunging my head down suck his head into my mouth. That.