Mrs. Lambfinger was hot.She'd be talking about calculating radiuses and angles and stuff, but all I could do was look at her in her peach-colored, pyj...ama-like pantsuits, their bell bottoms swaying behind her as she strode from one end of the chalkboard to the other, and contemplate the glorious reality underneath it all.What was it that I found so entrancing about her? The girls my age were gawky, bony, skinny faces and big lips sticking out, boobs stuck to them like tennis balls glued on a. In the background, I could hear kids playing and wondered if anyone had missed us yet. I started to become aware that our time was already growing short. Summer seemed to be thinking the same thing and quickly moved down to my belt buckle and was pulling my pants down within seconds. I didnt resist, but I was also aware that all someone had to do was look under the stairs and see my erect penis waving proudly in the air. My concerns dissolved when I felt my full three inches get suddenly. “You just can’t stop looking at my pussy,” she said, smiling but shaking her head in mock disappointment.“I could if you showed me your boobs,” I said.Liz didn’t comply with my request but instead gave me another kiss.“I know if we get undressed we’re done for the day,” she said.“Probably,” I agreed.“I want to go somewhere,” Liz said. “I ... I want to go to the beach and ... be normal some more.”“That’s not really possible,” I said.“I think we can,” Liz said. “Uh, do you remember one of the. All I see is her pale skin and red lips. She smiles behind pressed lips as she lightly drags her nails up my chest. She is also naked as her average breasts come into view. She grabs one of my arms and places a rope around it. I simply stare at her as she does. She ties the other side to the bed post. Before moving to the other side to my other arm up, she kisses me lightly on the lips. I lean forward to try and deepen the kiss, but she slowly retreats and laughs lightly. She ties my other arm.