I think that was very much on purpose.Through my class with Miss Wilson, I really checker her out. Within minutes I could see that her nice nipples we...re sticking out proudly in her bra and she smelled especially sexy that day. Her cologne was very sensual and it gave me a huge hardon as I sat there every time she walked by me.I left class and came back to her room after the final bell had rung for the day. I started to open the door to Miss Wilson's classroom but as I pushed the door open, I. The tanktop gives us a good view of her cleavage too. She tries to ask me again but the teacher shuts her up. A few people kept looking at her, shocked at seeing her in this way. I could feel the nervousness in her. She hesitated to move, hoping not to show off too much. I tell her that I had a few things to tell her after this class and to meet me at the roof. Sameer had edited the videos perfectly and sent it to me. After the class, I escorted her to the roof and locked the door from behind.. By that point my ears were ringing so loud I couldn’t hear a thing. He leaned forward, wrapping his arms around me, holding my lower back as his hips thrust up to meet me, fucking me while I tried to catch my breath. ‘Carmen,’ he breathed into my chest, holding me tighter, breathing hard as he continued rocking against the leather seat. He leaned me back against the steering wheel before sucking at my breast. Being with him, feeling him deep inside made me want to come again and again. ‘Fuck,. “Taking a naked guy to church. What the fuck is wrong with him?” I sped up our intercourse imagining myself being in church at that very moment, fucking with Lilly in a pew, maybe on the alter for everybody-holy’s benefit. Going to church meant I would leave the milking early, leave it to the nymphs to finish up. The trip to town was to be earliest mass, 6:30 A.M., church for farmers who needed to get back to the work at hand, in my case - more fucking. “Whoa, hold up the fucking. I gotta go.