I flexed my sphincter, and could feel Sam wiggling her tongue even deeper into my arse in response. Christ, she was a wild one! I was unleashing a tig...er!I came in shuddering gasps, spent, and breathless with the intensity of my orgasm. Finally, after recovering myself, I leant forward, pulling myself off Sam’s face.I looked back at her. Her face was a picture. Her eyes were glazed, in a world of her own. She was coated in sticky cum, and as she looked at me, she licked her lips and smiled,. It was the young guy. He pushed her and her big fat arse down on the bed and fucked her. He rolled her over, put pillows under her and fucked her some more.She was like a ragdoll being moved around and fucked again and again. I could not believe how totally up for it she seemed. If this guy could get a woman like Barbara, I bet my dick would go along way with her. Barbara always blasts the music because she’s getting fucked. Barbara likes young dick. It all made sense now.A week and many. He could hear the slap slap of a hard fuck while Heather’s breathing was coming hard. He knew she was cumming again. The thought of the teen orgasming on her teacher’s cock was amusing to him. He looked at her sweet face that said she was still a girl but then he looked down at his cock coated with her juice and knew she was just a little slut that needed and wanted to be fucked.Brad knew he would not last long. He was thinking of shooting a big load up her pussy but then he saw her sweet face. Ms. Rennick, on the other hand, was more endowed. Her top showed more cleavage than I’d seen in English -- an over the shoulder boulder holder, we’d call it -- but also left more to guesswork.They spread their towels side-by-side, Ms. Barton claiming one edge and Ms. Rennick, the opposite, me in the middle. It’s kind of neat, on our stomachs, shoulder to shoulder with your teachers. It was even neater when Ms. Barton pushed down her straps and reached across me to do Ms. Rennick’s. Ms. Rennick.