It needed to escape the confines of my jeans.I took a moment and undid my belt and pulled my jeans down off of my waist and then my shorts. My hard ac...hing cock was now free. Now I got into the best position I could in that small truck to lean down and put my face to her wet juicy cunt. I needed to taste it. Yes. I wanted so badly to lick her cunt.That’s what I did. My tongue started to massage her beautiful hard clit. Then as I worked her clit my hands reached for her tits and started to tweak. Clearly, that had to be because of Hannah’s authoritative stance and no second chance attitude. They started to understand, in fact, that the girls would be much more responsive to being taught their lessons with the threat of discipline hanging over them if they misbehave, rather than what happened now which was stressful for the teachers and far less productive.Of course, Miss Hudson was well aware of the lackadaisical approach of some of the teachers, and in particular, the four that she had. Purchasing cologne went similarly. I changed clothes in a bathroom stall (having made absolutely sure to enter the mens room and not the womens by habit) and applied the cologne before dropping my old clothes off in the car, letting that glamour lapse. Keeping this many glamours up at once was tiring, to say the least. Acquiring actual male clothing and some regular cologne was considerably easier than maintaining even more magic. Plus it was a convenient opportunity to learn how to act, and to. She was bouncing up and down, rubbing side to side as if her life depended on it.I think I remember seeing her bedside clock read 4:50, but she suddenly stopped. I looked at her, and she asked how many times I came. "I don't know...three? Maybe four?" And you're still conscious? Wow. Well, we have five minutes to get the fuck out of this house before my parents get off work. We're going to head over to Jenna's house. Her parents just left for the week at noon today. She said if I needed a place.