Me on a plate. You moved towards the classroom door and locked it from the inside and pulled the blind down on the window to ensure that whatever went... on would be kept private.The two young man moved towards me, they are apprehensive and approaching me given the senior position I hold. I leaned back a little, opening my legs a little wider and asked them if they liked what I could see. No panties today.I asked them if they would like to see some more and whether they would like to touch me.. Now he was lying next to me. His flabby belly against my waist, his handssmelling of fish mauling my burning tits. He ran one hand down over my burningpussy and began to play with my clit. Despite myself I could feel my self gettingturned one. Slowly he invaded my pussy with a fishy finger. He massaged mylips pinching them, and then placed a full kiss on my lips. “If you want to live, piggy, you better treat me good!” he warned.I opened my mouth and cooperating, entwining my tongue with his.. After class we went our separate ways agreeing to meet forlunch. The rest of the morning went uneventful. Most everything that was saidto me, had either been remarks showing support for me (you look great,you are so brave to go through with this, etc.) or good natured kidding(a friendly swat on the butt, I am jealous because you look better thanI do, etc.). There were some nasty remarks though, from a couple of guysthat were always trouble makers. These remarks were much meaner thanwhat I had. . silently he reached for her hand and led her towards the huge bed... the soft silk of the gown billowed behind her and with a shrug, wafted to the floor...He turned towards her, his eyes caressing her nakedness with growing passion as gently he pressed her back onto the bed... her teeth bit into her lower lip and she inched her way higher, knowing what was to come... not knowing how it was to arrive there...Silently he dropped to his knees.. lips touched her calves, sliding down towards her.