When we parked I looked deep into her eyes and then down at her smile."I love how you look at me." Maria said. She moved towards me and I did not resi...st as her lips touched mine again.Her kisses were incredible as we sat in her car listening to the radio. Over and over again her lips touched mine and my body was overwhelmed by the deepest pleasure. I could feel myself get excited between my legs and every song seemed to be a love song."Let's go get something to wear today." Maria said smiling. Not only was she flushed and almost hyperventilating, I could see panic flash in her eyes as she realised the same thing. ‘However, I have a few concerns regarding your behavior.’ ‘What- what do you mean, Professor?’ She swallowed. I pushed my chair back out from under the desk to finally face her. ‘Your attire, for starters. Dressing like a brazen hussy every lecture like you get off on teasing men,’ I started calmly. ‘But maybe you don’t just like teasing. Maybe you like to be teased as. He then carefully arranged Mrs. Johnson on them to be as comfortable as possible. Fortunately, the canteens which the stagecoach management provided for the comfort of the passengers were still intact, Stan was able to dampen a cloth and gently wipe Mrs. Johnson's face. This did not seem to help, so Stan suggested that he leave the coach, again, while Elizabeth loosened Mrs Johnson's clothes (aka, her corset). Elizabeth agreed, so that was what they did.A few minutes later, Stan was called back. “More.”Hazel reached for the medicine bottle. As she brought it near, she fumbled it on the slick streak that had spilled down the side and lost her grip. The glass bottle slipped from her fingers and bounced off of her bare tits and rolled onto her stomach. The whole way, it spilled its contents all down the woman’s body, all over her skin. “Oh shit!” she cried out, quickly righting it and returning it back to the night stand. But it was too late. The bottle was practically empty by the time.