I walked back to the bathroom to see her standing at the full length mirror in the nude. She turned around and pointed at her pussy and asked me what ...I thought. Andrea had shaved her bush bald. I stood there looking at my wife and felt the heat in my pants grow. Andrea is 5’4”, with strawberry blond hair that goes half way down her back. She has green eyes, full lips, and the high cheek bones of a classic beauty. She is 36DD-24-34, with a perfect ass and nice shapely legs. I went to her and. I'll be in danger if I do." Tell me what you're afraid of and I can make it go away." I tried to encourage the woman-child to confied in me. She was reluctant.I took my boot off the dyke's throat and stepped back. She was pissed and not used to the rough handling. I could help her with that. She rolled onto her feet and launched into a diving, head down attack. There was a reason for her teaching Gym and not rocket science. She was a slow learner, but I'm an excellant teacher when it comes to. It feels so fucking good. Ah, yes. Feels fucking fantastic. AH!” That last part was when he stopped using an open hand to work me over, instead he had switched to a closed fist, making his hand thicker. “Oh, yeah. Fuck that’s hot. Take that fist. Take it.” He picked up his pace, no longer feeling the need to be gentle. I loved every moment of it. He suddenly stopped, put fingers from both of his hands inside of me and pulled my asshole open. I could feel cool air inside of me, indicating that I. He was bright red. He slammed his fist down on to the desk. Silence. Then Kyle started giggling again. Sir stared at him. “If it’s that funny then maybe you can stand up and tell the whole class about it.” Frankie Woodall who was sitting next to him put his hand up. “Sir, he can’t stand up, Sir, coz he’s got a hard-on, Sir!” The whole class laughed. Sir was furious. “Silence! The lot of you!” The laughter continued. “Shut the fuck up!” The laughter stopped. Sir glared at Kyle. “Are.