Being the last one to get on I hesitated,nervous, "you coming kid or what?" the bus driver asked, I nodded took adeep breath and got on. As I climbed ...up the steps into the bus I got acouple of wolf whistles from the students at the back, I blushed. "Heyknock it off guys!" a familiar voice shouted, it was Fiona "Hey Alex,over here." I smiled as I saw her waving and headed to where she wassitting."Are you ok?" Fiona asked as I sat down next to her. "Yeah," I replied."Just nervous." Don't be,. I was sure it would be fun or at least funny to see. When we got outside the taxi and paid the driver, the place was closed. There was another couple also trying to get in and they explained it sometimes closes. We were all pissed off and started to walk back to the hotel which was around 20 minutes - all I could think about was what could have been. By the time we reached the hotel I was ready for another beer as was my wife so we said goodnight to our friends and found a few bars where we. She would have been very good looking if it weren’t for an almost permanent sneer distorting her features. I couldn’t understand why a woman who was so pretty could be so angry and unhappy. I realise now that teaching teenage boys is enough to make anyone permanently frustrated and angry. But Ms Christie had an even bigger problem. Two of them, in fact. She was blessed with two of the biggest, roundest, most beautiful breasts I had ever seen. She also had a generous hour-glass figure,. She sucked them all off, greedily.“The truest cum slut I’ve seen so far,” C said with a smile, still holding her.He then started pulling her back, as D went away. He pulled her back until they were at the dining table, came in front of her, held her by placing his hands below her thighs, lifted her up and placed her on an edge of the table.She placed her palms against the table to support her body weight, and as she did so, C pulled her legs to both sides, and started fucking her pussy, holding.