Business first, though."What can I do for you?" Miss Kim asked me."Well," I started, then paused. "Say, what's your first name, anyway?"Miss Kim smile...d a bit shyly, and said "Sandra." OK, Sandra," I said, smiling back. "Is there a list of everyone in the school? Not just the students, but all the teachers and staff and administration, and any part-time people or volunteers?"Sandra frowned. "Hmmm. There's no single list. I'd have to pull it together from different sources. But I can do that, if. .I take it up."Fine by me. I will call this 'home' till, I make one of my own. Ifthat is fine with you?" It is! I will make this your permanent house and move Becky's stuff insince you two seem to be in here together most of the time anyway?" hewinks at me.I hand him back the torn oath "You keep this, as a reminder...okay?" I will keep it and you will see it framed on my wall soon enough. Nowget going you two, its a long way to New Hampshire!" he says whilestepping out of my doorway and waving. The searing pain rushing through her like a tidal wave, the feeling of being impaled on my shaft slowly turns the pain into pleasure, she has never experienced. My thrusts are hard, fast and deep, the massive cock is moving forward for what seems like an eternity. She feels a fullness in her. Then I hit bottom again. She thought, that is as far as I can go. Not so, to her horror she feels me again hitting her cervix and feels her cunt expanding until it feels like there is nothing left in her. Her eyes drank in the young maleness of him, the purple, mushroom shaped head, the extended foreskin, his bulging veins, the drops of pre-cum at the hole which she licked lightly with her tongue. “Oh, Mrs. H, you are so good, that feels so good but you have to let me fuck you. Will you?” Sandy Hastings couldn’t wait any longer to feel the young, hard cock deep in her so she straddled Eddie and began to lower herself onto his hard, throbbing prick. She placed the tip of the mushroom.