She was mindless, nothing more than a primal female full of sensation.The cock was her complete undoing, when she felt the thick, hard head, damp with... pre-cum slide over her smooth flat belly she screamed, her struggles no longer a need to escape but a need to touch, to lick, to be taken. “Please, oh please fuck me,” she begged to the stranger as his heavy, erect cock slid between the valley of her breasts and slapped them like the hammer of a bell, sounding the death of her reason. Her. Truth told, I cared for Maria, and not always in the way cousins should. Although I'd had a couple of girlfriends by that point, the furthest I'd ever got sexually was a furtive exploration of the second girl's bra and a slap on the back of the wrist when I tried to get my hand inside her jeans. Small wonder, then, that having an extremely attractive nineteen year-old blonde wandering around the house tended to distract me more than a little. To worsen matters, we shared a bathroom, and every. "No, I'm your teacher, and you are my student. That's not crossing the line, but it's right on it," she let me know."Just one beer, that's all," I pleaded.She saw me, and gave in. She sat down, and took the beer. She opened it, and we began drinking."You see, the world didn't end. No one busted the door down, busting you on drinking with a student either," I told her."I guess not," She said, as she was a little annoyed.She let her guards down, and actually leaned back. Maybe she really did just. I haven't seen her since 2004, when she was 51. She didn't look a lot different. She would now be 65, and I often wonder how her inch long nipples turned out, and whether I would still find them sexy.I definitely found them sexy on the day she showed up giggling, telling me she had something to show me. She was wearing a sweater, through which I could clearly see the shape of her nipples. As soon as she got into my car, she lifted her sweater to reveal her green bra, with her inch long nipples.