” I wasn’t the most muscular guy but I wasn’t fat at all and Lisa always claimed she liked my body not being so hard and rough. She even convin...ced me to shave it more or less hairless, saying she preferred it that way. Although, her taste didn’t stretch to the hair on my head which she insisted I kept longer than most guys! “I can’t find any boxers Lisa, weren’t you doing the washing the other day?” “Oops! Sorry sweetie, I didn’t realise you were running so low. I threw some old ones out and. This had been about the sixth time thatmorning Todd had had a go at himself. From one AM the previous night, ToddWhite had been pleasuring himself at wavering intervals. Waking uprandomly with thoughts of the simply delicious Miss Adela Laveau dancingabout in his mind. He'd stroke himself hardily to mental images of miss Laveau's big roundchocolate tits bouncing in front of his face. Motion captures of hershapely brown hips thrusting and gyrating on top of his hard -- `foot long'-- cock. . And I was feeling put upon and a bit bitchy. "Does the day end in 'Y'? Ooops. I said that out loud. "Yes, ma'am. Sorry for the remark."Compared to my other classmates, my remark was mild, a good reason NOT to be a teacher.I pissed 'er off, though."Come up to the board and show us." Mizz Nagle gave me the evil eye. I honestly thought that she doubted me.I left my desk and walked confidently up to the board. I took the marker and wrote the answer."Where are the intermediate steps?" she asked."In. After she had her third, a daughter Zoey, she tried to be a loving wife and mother, but always there was a deep desire for more. While she had wanted to find new lovers and had an endless stream of suitors, she had been frustrated and mostly avoided other men. Five years later and the strange chain of events brought her to me. She had been stroking my cock and I felt like I was ready to explode again, even though I probably didn’t have anything left. I rolled over on top of her, looking her.