I didn't want this to stop but I also felt guilty with my loving husband Paul just down stairs. We had always been loyal to each other and now in jus...t a short time three hot teenagers had fucked me hard using me like some common slut on the street. I looked up at the young man that had just fucked me as he looked down at me with those deep blue eyes. I hated myself that moment when all I could think to say was. “Please send the next stud to fuck me. I need to get fucked hard again to be. He was so completely engrossed with the students that he did not see her. But she saw that gleam in his eye and knew this was real. He was not just trying to get close to her--he really was a math teacher. Which sounded paranoid. Then, her heart was racing again; he looked like a god, he taught math, and he wanted her. He would be perfect if there were not a question of breached ethics hanging over her head. 'I can't do this' she thought 'I can't stand next to him.' She took a deep breath,. " His father added lamely.That was the way it was.Greg glanced at the class in Aspen and wished he could spend some time with people his own age. He looked back at Evan's expectant face and nodded his agreement before turning back to his work. Evan squeezed his thigh close to his crotch before picking up the thread of the Biology class.Evan's touch made Greg feel uncomfortable and he thought briefly of Tim Gillard. Evan Molde had a disturbing resemblance to his friend.Greg glanced at Ms.. We continued walking and it was hard to keep my eyes off her tits and toes, I wanted to suck both and she knew I was looking because she would give me a sly little smile every time she caught me. For a few minutes the only sound coming from either of us was the sound of her bare feet slapping on the pavement. Then she broke the ice. “I’m a little drunk you know?” I told her that I could tell but she wasn’t sloppy drunk so it was ok. Then she hit me with a question that shocked the shit out of.