Oh, how could I forget Mrs. Taylor? Well, for one thing, she was obviously married when she taught English Literature, not to mention ran the homeroom...session that I attended. She managed to be very flirtatious without seeming to give me any hope of anything happening between us. Mind you, I was already intimate with Jana, but she didn’t know about that. I was still more than enough of a horndog to lust after teachers and classmates.“Remember my daughter, Carly?” Mrs. Taylor asked me while. I trembled, waiting for the fun to begin. Tara leaned back from her laptop and thrust her arms over her shoulders. Her large breasts stretched out the tank top she wore. “I need a break.” “Yeah, me, too,” said Sara. “My head's starting to hurt.” “Think we have time before dinner?” “They're home, Tara.” Allie perked up. Her cunt squeezed around me. “Why do they care if we're home.” “That little pipsqueak is not watching us any longer. She's got to have grown bored with spying on us.” “They. More

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