It’s almost as good as having a guy with a bigger cock last for a long time; I’m not gonna’ bitch.Within fifteen minutes he was getting ready to... go again, I checked after he touched me and gave me a few gentle squeezes in the right spots. I was still leaking some so we wouldn’t need any lube, it would be all natural for round two. I suggested the good old missionary position and he didn’t hesitate one bit. As I rolled over, got on my back and, pulled up/spread my legs, he mounted. When I rolled. He stood upright, and Mary moved again so that her cunt was just an inch or so away from the tip of his dick as he started to piss. The hot stream bounced on her clit, giving her an orgasm, and once he'd finished she knelt in the bath and gently wanked him until he'd cum on her tits. As she described the encounter in explicit detail to me, my mind was racing, the possibilities were endless and I asked her how it felt to be sexually active with her own child. She admitted that she knew it was. He had been my master, my teacher, my guide; my first thought in the morning and my pleasure. Anyway. Right now, it looked like even getting just some regular good sex wasn’t in the cards for me. I heard a light knock on the window of the booth. I opened the door and went out; these booths are very small and not very inviting. It was one of the assistants, followed by a tall man. “Are you Ms…?” I shook her hand. “Sarah McLaughlin, nice to meet you.” “Nice to meet you. Mr. Brown asked me to. She thought it was kind of creepy, actually.Even a few of her male school teachers seemed to pay more attention to her than to other students, especially her math teacher, Mr. Ryan. Katie was the first to admit that she sucked at math, so maybe he thought she needed more help, but still... Mr. Ryan made it a habit of walking around the classroom while they worked on their problems. He would often stand over Katie and lean over her shoulder. He could have been trying to see her work, but she.