"Okay, I guess I just liked the idea of you being a sixth form student, and me being your teacher and you telling me what to do and…oh god, there really is something weird about me isn't there?" She laughed as she said which might've been to hide a bit of shame in her fantasy. "Hey, you wouldn't be the first person to have a schoolgirl fantasy y'know," I said as I stood up and went to her for an embrace, and while we hugged she looked up at me. "I guess, but I am a real teacher," she said. I looked down and kissed her on the tip of her nose. "That just makes it hotter," I laughed like it was a joke, but I was serious. It was hot as hell as far as I'm concerned. We kissed and smooched a little then cleaned ourselves up and headed for bed, Sally found a thin t-shirt and I found some replacement panties for the night and we climbed in together. "Goodnight, baby," I whispered and turned off the light. "Nighty night," she whispered back and after a lingering goodnight kiss, we drifted off. The last thoughts I had before sleep were of her in front of a sixth form class in a mini dress with her hands in her panties fucking herself, then picturing both of us in a public place touching and kissing each other while passers-by clucked their tongues and tutted at us. It was enough to dampen my panties slightly just as I finally fell asleep. So, the next day we were up and showered by 11 am and anal picking through our clothes, looking for something cute, sexy, distinguished, flattering, sexy and demure. I know I said sexy twice, but that is because it had to be twice as sexy as everything else. Unfortunately, this caused a few problems, especially for Sally. She was still feeling nervous by the whole thing even though I told her on numerous occasions that we didn't really have to be naughty if she didn't feel like it. I think Hardcore she just didn't want to disappoint me and I didn't want to push her, so you can see how all of the above made it difficult to pick an outfit that ticks all the boxes. There was another problem; Sally's clothes are… well… conservative at best, and downright boring at worst. A sea of grey, black and beige (yeah, beige shorts, what kind of sick mind would make an item of clothing that colour?) The simple option would be to lend her one of my shorter dresses, but I'm leggier than she is and even my short dresses came down to just above her knee and the sleeves were out of proportion. No, this would not do at all so I made an executive decision. "Okay, it's going to have to be this one," I picked out a light grey dress that came down to her knees with a wide collar. "But, we need to make an agreement on something." I brushed my hair back and looked at her; she was in a bathrobe sitting on the edge of the bed. "Okay, what do you have in mind?" she asked cautiously. "The first nice clothes shop we go to, you let me pick out a dress for you. Then you have to dump this in a bag," I told her. "Okay, but… I get oral to pick one for you too, deal?" I was thrilled that she was starting to show a little excitement! I knew there was another layer to her, a sexual monster just waiting to be unleashed. "Deal," I held out my hand japan and she shook it. We both laughed and I shuffled towards her on my knees and laid the dress I'd chosen for her on the bed beside her. I was on my knees in front of her with a very nice view. Her legs were crossed and the robe was open at the bottom, so after I let go of her hand I started stroking her leg and lightly kissed her knee. "Sally…" "Yeah?" "Um…" I looked up at her with my best ‘puppy dog' wide eyes and a slight pout. "I have a naughty idea, but you might not like it. I don't want to push you too hard." I asian kept looking up with my lips on her knee and gave it a playful lick. She had seen a flash of white. My cunt drank in the dual frictions. I offered to go to another beach but they too prefer Salines. "You did wonderful" he said to her as he brushed her hair out of her face japan and looked down at her. She could still feel the phallus gently pulsing with her heartbeat. I was feeling like one of those painted harlots. "Very well. It looks like it was designed based on the old medieval armor, but extremely high tech. And to top it all off, he lasted only a few oral moments. I rose free of my body. She stammered. Are you anal one of those get on, get off, get out kind of assholes?” He then moved to the top of the bed and untied her wrists from the headboard. If she’s free and is down, I guess I’m fucking her. It turned out later that her auntie was one of my regulars, and that in addition to her ‘college work’ was now related also to her auntie’s profession sexual work. It feels really good. Rick stepped inside as Lynne was headed for the bedroom so all he seen was her thong clad ass as she walked into the bedroom and shut the door. As soon as I know it’s about to happen, I grab onto the sluts hair and pull my dick out from those lips of hers. We were his girlfriends! Her small hands quickly reaching up to his waistband, like he instructed. It was hard for him to not notice his own father plowing vigorously up into the pussy of his dear wife and mother of going to be three children. I pulled Mary a bit closer and said, “That will be asian my regrettable loss, but until then, it will be my privilege to take you dancing often. Getting up slowly Ares rubbed his chin, not bad he thought let's see how he was thinking. All the adrenaline was causing Brie to lose her mind. I arched my back and spread my legs a little further. Shundarr leaned on his staff with both arms and stared down at his own glyph. Well look at that! And watching TV is no fun without her, so I thought I would go to a movie. While she said this she grabbed his ass and held him in her and spread her legs as wide as possible. Broadstairs tried to wipe his back but just made matters worse, getting the head’s cum everywhere, “Oh just strip off Broadstairs, use my shower, I’ll find you something to wear.” Miss Williams suggested. Suddenly he stopped dead still as if he had been struck by lightning or something. The tent that Chloe Hardcore had borrowed from the Mountaineering Club was a one-man affair. Her legs instinctively splayed wide and her blushing gash parted slightly. “Good luck,” she told me with a wry smile on her face. It was built into the detonator receiver which also was deactivated until it reached 36 degrees. —-gang bang next day I arched my back, my heart pounding heat through my body as I waited for her to thrust. I slipped my shorts and top on then called for Rachel to come in. She and I sat on the couch while Ray sat in his office chair looking a bit apprehensive. Remember that before you go and anger her that much again."