Tonight we are going to havea designated fan. Each team will pick one fan from the audience, andthis fan will suit up and play with the team. This w...ill give the fanssome idea how hard it is to play college basketball."(Author's note: Jim Bouton suggested this in his book "Ball Four" manyyears ago, for baseball.)The opposing team's coach went into the stands, pulled one of their fansout, and brought him into the locker room to change.While I was watching this I didn't notice that our team's. She paused her play just long enough to pull her jeans off her leg, leaving her completely naked. Deb then pushed a button to recline her seat to about 45 degrees, spread her legs, and shoved her fingers back inside her wet hole as she squeezed her breasts. Deb finger-fucked herself furiously and her thumb raked over her engorged clit. Even over the noise of the engine and A/C, Deb could hear the sloshing noises as her fingers moved in and out of her pussy. Deb shuddered as the smell of her sex. When the bell sounded announcing the end of class, she heard his voice addressed right at her."Miss Sanderson, stay after class, I want to talk to you."Now, Sally was really nervous. She hoped he would not remark on her naked pussy and backside displayed for his private viewing. If he did, she hoped he would believe it was all a big mistake and that she was not the kind of girl that liked to tease the older male teachers with showing their panties and the like."Miss Sanderson, I wanted to. He took immediate possession of them, his lips burning hers with his strength, his dominance and his passion. She found herself melting into him, not physically but spiritually as his lips branded hers. His tongue slipped between her lips and she shyly met it with her own, unsure how bold she would be allowed to be. He was a powerful Master and he took what he desired. She would give it to him, freely without question. His fingers slid into her hair, which hung loosely down her neck as he.