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“Ohhh…yeah that’s it…” Carol moaned softly. I spread her ass with my hands now, and she rubbed her clit while I ran the flat of my tongue across her clenching anus. I wiggled the tip of my tongue against her anal opening, trying to work my way inside but her sphincter was tight and hard. “Heehee! That tickles!” Carol giggled as I flicked my tongue quickly across her asshole. I stopped the motion. “Don’t stop. Finger my pussy.”

After my boner mishap, either she was getting more daring, or my imagination was running wilder. One day Mrs. B. was wearing one of her short short skirts, no stockings, just muscular shapely legs. She couldn’t help but notice me watching her move around the room. She stopped at the desk of the student in front of me and bent at the waist to look at her paper. When she slid her hands between her thighs and bent a little farther, her skirt raised exposing her panties. They were red. And lacey. I thought she gave me a sidewards glance to see if I noticed. Maybe not. It really didn’t matter, though. As soon as I glimpsed those skimpy panties, I came in my pants. Right then. In class. I’m not proud, but I was only 15, I could cum at a good card trick. I had it bad.

“You’ll just have to wait and see, sailor. Now let’s clean you up before I take you home.” She leaned over and started licking and sucking my cock. Even that wasn’t bringing it back to life. “Better than a shower, no?” Carol said when she came up for air. “Let’s find our clothes.” She stood and walked towards the bedroom, my semen still flowing from her asshole.