Please don’t waste your time asking me what her name is because I have to confess, I don’t have a single clue.She was young and comely.She slept o...n her side, but I could see her face in the wall mirror on the closet door.Very nice indeed, but totally unfamiliar.I wondered if I was suffering under some form of early onset of dementia with loss of memory as the first symptom.Sure, I had a few drinks but don’t remember getting drunk. As I pondered the past evening, I wondered if I might have. Her tongue danced through my depths. My chair creaked as I leaned back into it. My toes curled as the bliss flowed through me. It was such a wicked treat to feel. My heart pounded in my chest, pumping rapture through my veins. My fingers tightened on my tits.Her nose rubbed into my clit. She whimpered, clearly pleasing herself. I could hear the wet plunge of her fingers into her cum-filled twat. Her tongue danced through my depths. She wiggled it around inside of me.It was a shame Steve's cum. Not today though. Today was a day to find release as quickly as possible. "Ok baby, anything you want. I'll see you in a little bit." I hang up and get into my car to make the 15 minute drive to his place. Usually a 15 min drive is nothing and feels like it only takes a minute or two but today, it takes forever. I pull into the driveway at your house. Jump out of my car, barely remembering to lock up my baby. (OOPS) I run up the walkway and stairs to your front door. You were there waiting,. Mr. Jacobs no longer tried to avoid staring at every inch of me and Mr. J found every excuse to touch my shoulder or brush by my desk. I had decided my goal was to get one of them out of their clothes before the school year ended. Mr. J seemed like the easy option. ‘Mr. J?’ my hand shot up about halfway into my last hour of the week. ‘Yes Courtney?’ Mr. J approached my desk as his eyes skimmed my body. ‘I’m still not quite getting this last section of the review packet. I was wondering if you.