I went to the cafeteria and to my surprise, she was already waiting for me. Imet her and she greeted me with a hug. I could feel her erected nipples p...ressing on my chest. We sat drinking coffee and then I told to her that I would make love to her but won’t be able to promise a serious relationship with her. She said to me that she doesn’t want a boyfriend and she wants me to be her friend with benefits(FWB). She also said that she liked me from our first meeting.After the discussion, we decided. Jumping off the planter using the base as a starting block, I burst out at a full sprint. I made it about half way before I was slammed again making me veer off course. I managed to stay on my feet, wobbling the rest of the way, and almost running into several people. I fell to the bench, and took hold of it. My knuckles were white as I clutched at the padded cement seat. It felt like it was my only lifeline to something tangible. Looking up, sweat dripping profusely from my face, I realized I. She pushed me onto my back, leaving a string of cum stretching between my half-inflated cock and her asshole. She didn't waste any time, forcing me back to full mass with a rigorous handjob. As soon as I was firm enough for intercourse, she plugged me back in, now straddling my lap in a crabwalk. She began bobbing her hips, rising and dropping herself on my manhood. Her breasts bounced every time she heaved herself up while her voice changed in pitch, and every time she lowered herself down, my. " You think so?" Believe it."Renae lowered her eyes modestly. "My mother and the other teachers in the lounge talk about hot Isbel is." Renae's mother was Linda Lambe, the chair of Goldwater High's English Department. Linda hired me three years ago for the debate coach job. Isbel was the newest member of our staff, Marie Isbel Ortiz Herandez, the busty new Spanish teacher. "I wanted to look sexy, too."I took a deep breath and exhaled. "You have succeeded." Thank you." That calmed her for a.