“Is teacher hungry?” he asked, releasing his firm cock. Distracted by my own hunger to come, I moaned, “Famished.” “Beg for my cock, Ms. Lod...ge,” he ordered, holding his cock inches from my suddenly salivating mouth. Giving in to my craving and my submission, I begged, “Please, Michael, let me teach you.” “Teach away,” he quipped, offering his cock to me. I moved up on my knees onto my desk, the banana still in me, as I took his cock into my mouth. Wanting him in my cunt, I teased him this time,. ”I looked off to the side. “Yeah, but I know how you feel about ... I mean ... I would have slept on the couch, but I really didn’t want to, if you follow me.”She chuckled, and a slightly lecherous grin spread across her face. “The only reason I let you leave last night is because it’s that time of the month. Otherwise I would have asked. And you wouldn’t have slept on the couch, either.”A look of surprise overtook my face. “But ... what about ... I thought you didn’t...” I was perplexed by my. Oh, what a temptation! »If that is all you would show to the lad he surely would be disappointed!«, I taunted my bold exhibitionist, and with a deep blush over her freckled cheeks she pulled her chemise up to the chin. Her deadly eyes were locked into mine to keep them from devouring her nudity, but what nature left unfinished yet by filling up her breasts with tender meat she had already finished in regard to her nipples. Huge greek sultanas, standing with pride in their respective puckered. My biggest regret is that I didn't pack my vibrator."He looked at her, a half-smile on his face. "If you don't mind..."She got to her feet and picked up her books. "It certainly beats studying. I wasn't getting anything out of my textbooks anyway."They walked back into the hotel. Sammi could feel her pulse racing and wetness on her thighs. She could certainly use a little male attention right about now. It wouldn't get her mind off the visual treats on all sides, but it would at least take some.