George bent over the bed, stared into the pink opening; as the slit opened, the tiny clitoral spire became visible. The hardness at his crotch increas...ed and his lips became suddenly dry."Now," said Doris, "start creaming my pussy now!" She half-lifted her buttocks, pointed her pelvis at his face.His finger trembled as he moved it to the tender, waiting tissue. Doris flinched, slightly, when the cream-tipped finger touched her labia. "So cool!" she murmured.He smeared it, thoroughly, with loving. For me, the thought of my favourite teacher - the one Ifantasized about the most - not being a true woman, was too hard to thinkabout.However, there were some indications that she slightly different to theother female teachers: her hands were quite large, as well as her feet.Also - and this was only apparent once she spoke to you - was her voicewas slightly deeper than most of the female teachers.She also used a lot of make-up and perfume; which gave her considerablesex appeal when combined. " he said thoughtfully"Shit, sir you're the ideas man." I challenged."Fuck it Henderson, what can I do." he asked helplessly.I did some quick imagining. "Make her see sense sir, get some Fuckmeats in show her how happy they are." I suggested or was it pleaded."And what's in it for you?" he asked naively."She fucks like a dream." I replied honestly."She sure sucks like a dream," he agreed, "Look Henderson, I brought that girl up like my own all these years, ever since Margie died, hell thats. Holding the sides of his head as if she were kissing a loved-one.As he licks her face she slowly settles down into her kneel, parting her knees wider and letting her little arse drop down between her heels to the floor. Arching her back and pushing her small tits toward the beast’s big hairy chest, her head moving back, the dog following her mouth, licking on – much to her amusement ... And then he breaks off the kisses and looks down... He drops his head and sniffs between her slim thighs,.