We sit at opposite ends of the class obviously, since we belonged in different social groups.I sort of expected our math teacher to come in and begin ...the long class right away without delay. While most hate it, I actually don't mind. Mrs. Okwemda is a very pretty black woman. She is tall with long, shapely legs, and a tight slim waist. I would survive the long boring class by fantasizing over her tight, round, black ass. I can't believe no other guy in my grade talks of her! Mrs. Okwemda's. As soon as James began moving his cock in and out it proved too much for John and he suddenly held himself rigid as his boyish cock spurted load after load of white sticky spunk directly into his own mother's cunt. Joan was amazed for it felt like he had delivered gallons of the stuff and yet there was no sign of his cock getting soft. Reverend Deacon was now slamming his cock in as hard as he could as his mind already thought about how Joan would fit in to his harem; he could just imagine her. As it pressed against her ass cheeks, Tara was strangely anxious to see him enter her. She watched intently as he put his knee between her legs to spread them, and then bent her forward at the waist. And then he placed the tip of his erection between her legs. And then he stopped.Tara impatiently chided the man under her breath, and then caught herself. How was it possible that she was so personally involved in this scene? Why was she so affected by the sight of these two strangers making love. " She threatened to cloud over again so I urged her to go on. She blew her nose and sniffed. "He said he would call me if he needed anything. Otherwise I could just stay out here." She hesitated a second before she went on. "You know how hard it was for us to get him into the car?" I nodded. "He cussed me out for hurting him worse. He said we were the ones who made his leg worse." Elaine, that is such bullshit! He's really an asshole. I don't know why you waste your time with him." I know it.