When we got out to the ballpark that evening, he came into my office and sat on a metal folding chair, his new uniform shirt tight over his bulging sh...ulders, his forehead full of furrows, his hat moving steadily though his fingers."They tell you I've got a drug problem?" he asked, clasping his big hands between his knees to stop their motion. He looked at the floor.I felt my heart skip several beats and shook my head. "Nope." I do. I tested positive several times up in Canada. I don't do it. Her voice rose as her body clamped down on me, and she spouted obscenity after obscenity, stuff I didn’t know she knew! My mind was a blank of sheer pleasure, Jenny’s body gripping and milking me as her orgasm just seemed to go on and on, and then a cold piston up my own ass hitting all the spots, made me cum in a huge torrent, pulse after pulse of my hot cum ejected deep into Jenny’s ass. Somehow it all ended, and our bodies collapsed on the bed. “I’ll have mine later,” Sylvia told us both,. All the while he kept on doing his thing, he was moving his hands all over my back and my ass. He was squeezing my ass and spanking my ass. Every time he spanked my ass hard, I moaned an aaahhhh in his mouth and continued kissing. The whole scene felt so erotic. After a while, he pushed me down to his cock gesturing me suck it. I got the cue and went down on my knees.His dick, the head was thick and big looks just like a mushroom, his shaft was smaller than its head and veins on both sides of. Khan’s eyes threw daggers, Kavita laughed. “I’m only k**ding, Mr. khan.”Her teacher ran a hand through his hair. “Look Kavita, you’re my student. I can’t have sex with you. Especially unprotected sex. It’s not right.”Rolling her eyes, she leaned against the table. “Do you have k**s?”“No.”“Do you love her?”For a moment, Mr. khan was stunned by the question. It took him a moment to ponder, but then, very carefully, he answered, “No, not anymore. I haven’t for a while.”She took a pencil from his.