”, I answered, curious as to where this was going. “Well, I have shared everything and I mean everything with Sam since we have been teenagers. Wh...en I was fifteen and Sam was seventeen, we started….… um, you know…...masturbating together. We would watch each other and get off. Then we kind of started touching each other and one thing led to another. My mother knew about it and just told us to make sure my dad never caught us. It was not hard because we shared a room for a long time.”, she. Final bell went, and I almost raced out to my detention. My friend remarked that I almost seemed keen to get to it. I was, but the reason I said was, not to get there, but to get it over with I lied though my teeth. I simply wanted to get those shoes on and get that black pole in my mouth again.I walked into my form room. Closed the door behind me, and began to strip off as I walked to my locker in the corner. I opened the door, pulled out my skirt, tights, knickers, a white fitted blouse and. Her warm saliva quickly began to drip down to my balls. I tried to focus on the cars turning into the parking lot, but often I gazed down at the back of her head. Her black hair felt like silk against my thighs. ‘Ohhhh fuck it feels good, Mrs. G.’ I groaned and caressed her hair with my left hand. My hot Spanish teacher responded by flicking her tongue on the underside of my cock and I became even harder. With my right hand I reached around her chest and cupped one of her tits gently through. I caught a glimpse of his erect cock and was simply over whelmed by its sheer size. I knew I had to have it inside of me and quick.I think he must have been thinking exactly the same thing because at that moment he pushed me tight up against the wall. He pushed my skirt up and my panties down. He must have been in a hurry because I felt my panties rip and slip straight to the ground. He pushed my leg up against the concrete wall and began to finger my pussy. He started with just one finger,.