I had English tomorrow. I immediately felt a quiver run through my chest and down my stomach. It was nothing short of the highlight of my week. My reg...ular English teacher – Mrs. Cricket, a cranky old lady in her sixties – had fallen and broken her hip or something and for the last three weeks we’d had a male substitute teacher. He was around 26 and had the most incredible face with hot hazel eyes you just wanted to be fucked by. My finger slipped down my stomach as I thought about him watching. Ron climbed on, and taking his lead from Rob, pulled Amy’s leg up toward her head started fucking. Rob stood outside the door listening for a moment and could hear the slap of the fucking as the boys violated his wife over and over, as her muffled cries of agonizing ecstasy escaped around the thick meat she was devouring.Rob stumbled into the living room, still feeling drunk from all the tequila. Laura lay passed out on the couch and Mike was fixing another drink in the kitchen. Mike walked. A sharp pinch with his fingernails on my nipple let me give a loud yelp. "TURN AROUND!" he yelled at me. "unless you want me to continue to take care of these titties...". I slowly moved one leg after the other to turn myself on the spot. My knees scrubbing over the table I tried hard not to loose my balance. I stopped directly in front of the mirror. He moved closer to me, kneeling directly behind me he pressed his cock against my back, reached one arm around my waist and pulled me back into. He looked at me and said “ well what do you think, do you not like this bad habit about me? Would you like me to stop?”. There was nothing I could say except “ No what ever you do, do not stop you look so hot, you look like a guy that can take control of any woman he wanted to”. And with said I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his limp cock from its cage. I started sucking on the head of it and it did not take long for it to be standing at attention with my head bobbing up and down in his lap,.