Shoot.''How about he comes in early and gets us breakfast from the canteen, has it laid out on our desks for when we get in?''That's an excellent idea..., Jerome. You guys can't be expected to work on an empty stomach, can you? Oh and he can pay for the breakfast too. Same goes for anything he gets you from the canteen. All comes out of his pocket.''But no breakfast for him, Melissa, right?''Definitely not. Don't want him getting any fatter than he already is, do we? In fact, just thinking on my. .. everything."Toni started talking, getting really into a long detailed description of their first time including how she had fingered herself in his class."God, that is so hot. I'm going to take my jeans off if you don't mind."Wendy sat against the back of him bed, spread her legs and shoved a hand down the front of her panties. Toni could see Wendy's fingers moving rapidly across her pussy and clit underneath the thin white cotton. "Don't mind me, Toni. Tell me more about how his cock felt. In the first senior class, she crossed her legs in a way that made sure the front-row boys could see her stocking tops. That thought alone was intoxicating. More than once, Linda peeked up from her work to see a student admiring her legs and hose. With a few minutes left in class, Linda “absent-mindedly” uncrossed her legs and sat with her thighs slightly parted. Her mind raced wondering if the boys could see her bare thighs above the stockings or even her red thong. The thought made her. I rolled over and shot a load that went clear up to my chest. I had never cum so hard before. I lay there, gasping for breath, unaware that Mike had also been propped up watching me cum. When our eyes met, he awkwardly reached up front to grab our “flagging” to clean up. I don’t think he had meant to let me see him watching me. I’m sure he was as lost in the moment as I was. We cleaned up and headed home, talking casual conversation just as nothing had happened. But at home I lay in bed.