Lawson. The next day I walked into my English class with my cell phone handy.Mrs. Lawson walked in wearing a plaid skirt that came down just below her... knees and a blouse that was kind of low cut.Throughout the class I didn’t have many opportunities to get some sexy pictures but I did get one of her bending over with her skirt caught in between her ass cheeks.At the end of class I asked for her help with some homework. She bent over the desk and started reading the article we were answering. But whatever the explanation, the gorgeous teacher couldn't deny the demanding hollowness of her loins... She had to fill her need, no matter how illicit her methods.Her soft, ruby-lipped mouth opened in sensual rapture as both her hands scurried madly over her body as though they were no longer controlled by her brain. Her long fingers floated down over the creamy flesh of her belly, coming to rest on the dark, still-matted curls of her pubic vee, at the entranceway to her burning genitals.. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie had gone undercover on one such religious group to investigate charges of sexual misconduct against Chief Petty Offier Merker, also the High Priest of the Wiccan conglomeration that was active in Gulfport. The Wiccan also had a large number of military members as practitioners.To conduct her internal investigation in this matter, Mac would try to infiltrate the Wiccan membership and try to determine if the charges against its high-priest, Chief Petty Officer Merker,. Later in the day my father had to go Pee and let me go with him andhold his cock in my hand while he Peed. It was so cool, I could steerthe stream around the toilet bowl, but all too soon it stopped. Whata disappointment. I don”t think I have ever felt so free that day.I was able to crawl all over my daddy, rubbing my pussy in his face.Sticking my ass in his face, making him lick me. I would flop downbeside him and grab his cock and jack it off several strokes and thenrun like the dickens while.