I leaned over the table and said he is kind of here? She giggled and said yes. Explain is all I said. She said he came by this afternoon and my pussy ...is full of his cum. My eye brows must have raised up because she smiled big. She added that's why the pantyhose, to hold it in. I asked if she could feel it. She wiggled her hips and said yeah, my pussy is soaking wet. She sat back in her chair and said let's enjoy our meal. I said now I know why the cage. She smiled and said you are welcome.. Now, of course she has tons of them already, and why, I don’t know, since she somehow never seems to get around to wearing any of them, but, I don’t complain about that… skin-on-skin spooning is just fine with me!Ever notice that we guys get a hard-on at the most inconvenient times? Well, standing there in the women’s intimate apparel section was that inconvenient time for me. And I didn’t even care! She was off in her own little world there, holding up a sexy shred of a thing against her body,. I was only 23 myself, and even I was a little nervous, but she was scared to death. She walked into my second period class straight from being stripped in the office. When I offered her relief she started crying and admitted she didn't even know what that meant."Right then I changed the lesson plan for the day. I told her she had to come up and sit on my lap to help me demonstrate female masturbation. I spent the better part of the class calming her down, stroking her hair, and warming her up. I looked over and saw Reah, her body between Stacy’s spread legs and face lifted from her pussy, watching Bill and me. Stacy too had stopped and was watching, one hand still on Reah’s head while the other played with one nipple. The sight of those two naked women totally enthralled with our fucking got me hot, really hot. Bill had seen them too and suddenly pulled me off him. “Get on your back,” he commanded. I instantly complied, lifting my legs high in the air. Bill placed my legs over his.