But alas no..He had locked it inplace very well.I was about to remove the undies but I remembered the spanking I got andthought better of it. So I put... my male clothes on, checked my appearance ina mirror and satisfied that no one would be any the wiser as to what I hadbeen through or done I left the office and walked to the bus stop.The trip home was scary. I felt sure every one was staring at me and theyall knew what I had done and what I was wearing.Got home and stripped to take a shower. I. He was a truly decent guy and would NEVER have done the things I'm about to write about.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Mr. Wilson was my English teacher for my freshman year in community college and was the best looking man I think I've ever met. It wasn't just his looks, it was this simmering coolness about him that just made him so...wow. I'd sit in class dreaming what it'd be like to wake up that very morning with him. Iron his shirt, make him some coffee, kiss him goodbye.I was into. After the usual phrases of circumstance, how are you, what are you doing, how are things; my sister tells me: " I will stop working in January and would love to return to live in Sardinia. Can you accommodate me?"Marisa, my sister is a nurse. She's been gone from Sardinia for over thirty years and, at that time, I forget, was eighteen or nineteen years old. I say - without being able to hide the surprise: "Sure, do come Marisa, I'm glad for you to come home."I still live in our little place of. He felt his cock spasm and all he could do was try to drive it deeper into the waiting womb of the sexy little woman under him. Tallia could feel each spurt of that cock deep inside her belly. And each spurt was like another miniature Orgasm between her legs. She felt him fill her cunt, she even felt his warm thick cum start to flow out of pussy as it ran down the crack of her ass. She enjoyed the sensation, and even that feeling of his cum dribbling down her ass pushed her into yet another.