. you know when I was like ... in my freshman year of high school ... I had a thing for my English teacher. I'd have all these fantasies about her. He...r name was Mrs. Peters. I'd guess she must have been about 40 when I had her class. She was tall and thin, always well dressed, very severe, and had this big yardstick in her hand when she was teaching. The other kids hated her, but she had this way in class that no one ever messed with her. She was the only white teacher in the school the kids. "Ah, fuck!" I hissed as his head pierced into me. The mild sting turned hot in my ass and I bit my lip hard as he began to sink into me. His cock was thicker than I'd usually be willing to accept and I struggled to keep myself from clenching down hard on him. I was being opened wide and began to wince as the pain seared into me. He seemed to sense I'd reached a limit and just as it was almost too much for me to bare, he became still, leaving half his length still outside my ring.We remained. My cock goes rock hard. she has to pee and then wants me to carry her naked ass to the bed. As I do this Clair's hand finds my hardon and comments that I must like looking at her nakedness and that she owes me. Once on the bed, I tell her to let me look at her ankle and can not tell anything is wrong with it. Then I smell that sweet pussy smell and notice that Clair's pussy is dripping wet. My cock is still throbbing, even more so now. Then Clair says that we must be here together for a. Melody and Pam, sitting with me at the table, both had speculative looks on their face.“We did piss in her mouth enough over the weekend,” Pam pointed out, talking past me to Melody.My blonde half-sister nodded her head. “We did, but still ... My pussy is hot. I want to piss in her mouth more.”“You could lick each other’s pussies,” I said. “There are other girls that need to use that bitch.”“I bet Alicia is loving it,” Pam said. My Japanese half-sister rubbed at my jeans. “And you’re looking at.