My dick was drooling pre-cum; cold sticky strands flicked down to stick to my thigh as I hurried toward math, already aching."You look to be in some d...istress, Mr. Walker," Miss Gallison, my math teacher observed as I hesitated in the doorway. I looked down, noticing that my cock was practically purple."Uh - yes'm," I agreed."We'll wait for the rest of the class, if you don't mind," she said in that no-nonsense tone of voice of hers.I was stepping nervously from one foot to the other, as if I. Terrible things."The adolescent's face turned chalk-white. "What things, Dad? I haven't done anything wrong, I swear it!"Her firm little tits rose and fell nervously, and Mark felt an irresistible tingle in his cock and balls. Ever since he'd spanked her months before, feeling her silky hot ass quiver violently beneath his fingers, he knew he had to explore every inch of that satiny young body."I heard," he said in a solemn voice, "that you were promiscuous. That you were giving yourself. I jumped up from my chair and lunged acrossthe table at Kevin - sending trays and food flying in all directions. Hewas so surprised that I got in two good punches before he got me with oneon the left side of the head. Then the other guys restrained us and theCafeteria Monitors ran over and separated us and hauled us off to Mr.Sutton's office. So for a week I had to report to school at the regulartime but spend the whole day in the Detention Room - supposedly studying,but mostly thinking about. Leaning over toward Cassie, I pulled her to me for a deep kiss. As our tongues danced, I reached for the pickle that was sitting on my plate. As Cassie got into the kiss, I worked the pickle into position between her legs and started rubbing it across her pussy lips and clit. Cassie gasped and spread her legs, though she was unsure of what was at the entrance to her hole. I eased the pickle into her cunt and started to fuck her with it. She was enjoying the sensations, and I pulled away from.