He stood tall, his hair iron gray, his tweed blazer and tit his look. The student he dragged was Kyleigh, her tits bouncing in her hastily buttoned blouse, her bra clutched in one hand, her sweater vest and tie in the other. She had a look of bewilderment on her face. My eyes widened in realization. I had made her into a girl that thought it was okay to have sex with her teachers. Not just me. And there was nothing I could do about it now. She would be like that forever, thinking it okay to enjoy her professors. If she wasn't straight, she would be coming onto her female instructors, too. I groaned, my japanese hands darting into my pockets as the president dragged her pass. “Tell him, Mr. Davies!” Kyleigh gasped, her eyes clutching onto me like a drowning person on a lifeline. “How I was just being friendly to Coach Heath. Like I was for you! Just being friendly.” President Atterbury whirled on me, a look of fury crossing his face. “What's this, Steve?” “I was just trying to mature thank Coach Heath like I thanked Mr. Davies. Like I can thank you, President Atterbury.” The girl let out a sultry purr, her hand grabbing the president by the crotch. “I can be very friendly to you.” “My office, Steve, now!” barked the domineering man, his face going red, his eyes boiling with fury. To be continued... It took us three days to recover from our weekend of debauchery at Sally & Peter’s home , Jan appeared to have struggled with the events & actions of the Saturday night party asking me if I still loved her after all the things she had done. But japan by Thursday we had discussed every detail and I had convinced her that I had been equally involved in all the actions and had thoroughly enjoyed myself. I loved her more for joining me and sharing the event. That night we made love for the first time since the weekend and my wife slept peacefully in my arms. Saturday morning came and as Jan began the house work I asked if she would like to do anything special on the weekend, she said no there was too much work to be done at home so as she went about her vacuuming, I proceeded out doors to mow the lawns & wash the cars. By late afternoon I had just finished polishing our sports car, when Jan came out with a nice cold beer for me & a glass of white wine for herself suggesting that we have a simple dinner & an early night as she was very tired from all the house work. After dinner we showered to wash away the days grime & blowjob retired by 9.30 pm, Sunday morning came early with the sun blasting through the asian curtains at 6.30am, I asked Jan if she would like to go out for breakfast, suggesting we could take the sports car out for a run to McLaren vale and visit some wineries. I had my lesson plan mature firmly set in my mind. I grabbed her hips and gently pushed forward. "I was horny as hell . . .and I wanted to see more of her . . . Margie screams for me to continue. So you could have a huge boost to your ratings while I filled your naughty cunt up with all my naughty seed.” Julie finally collected her thoughts and looked down at the cum covered teacher at her feet. The red fluid which pumped briefly from the severed plastic neck had the look... and feel... and smell... of real blood. “Yep. Momo’s slender fingers then found my zipper. He nodded and her lips closed immediately. “The Pallid Mask!” she cried. “Oh, Sarah”. I pull out my hard cock and shove it roughly up her old hairy cunt. "There won't be a next time," she replies threading japan her legs into her shorts. At this point, though, with the teen freshly bathed and her skin more supple than it would be when infused with embalming fluid, he lathers Abbie's face with cream and shaves it. “Err yes; their father is punishing them; where asian did you hear about that?” Bill smiled at the guys “ok yes I’d love to fuck her so let’s try it”. I said we would work something japanese out. Jessy kissed my back, and smiled at me, I smiled back. When he was dry he pulled out of her and went back to the machine to be unmade. “Oh, oh, fuck. The brunette collapsed back on the bed. This was the first time Rohit had seen blowjob her smile since she walked in on him. “Mmm, yes, yes,” moaned Carmelita, her round breasts jiggling. “First order of business?” She had shaved her legs many times and even used the cream that makes the hair wash away but she had never waxed her legs before. She might have taken to sleeping with clothes on, as opposed to her normal ritual of sleeping nude. They almost regretted to see the couple walk away, the man’s head twisting back at them to get his final looks. “Do you know who I am?” This rubber sheath was so crushingly constrictive that it made the skintight hood seem positively loose in comparison. A cute face.