A class music

I’m a music teacher for fifteen years and I find that the class councils are always a ball. All these mothers who are only able to complain to the teachers, never to be the culprit of the children who have no desire to study. At the end of two stops I recommend it to explain to them that children should study more at home. They can not expect them to be of good nature.

I stand, leaning against the chair. The two ladies are here in front of me. They stare at me. It looks like I trial. Instead they should be worrying about. Watch them. Make your face hurt.

“Sir, I understand your complaints, but your daughters have to do more in the study to” begin by “the house we can not expect a kid picks up an instrument and learn to play. And you can not expect the teacher at school, is able to follow one by one the twenty-five boys “

They stare at me.

Mrs. Giulia, sitting in front of me, looks at me and chews her lip.

Her long red hair in a bun to good, brown eyes, beautiful red lips, her long neck. A slender body, who does so much gym.

Mrs. Cristina, blonde with big green eyes, standing side by side, he seems lost in her facts. It is softer and flourishing friend’s breast that can be seen from the neckline often draws my gaze.
I try to stay focused.

“When we went to school,” we have more or less the same age as me and the ladies “our parents sculacciavano if not studied. Do you remember? “

“Oh yes, yes, I remember it” makes me Mrs. Julia and without a second thought turns to Mrs. Cristina, lifts her dress and spring a big slap on the bare ass.

Ms. Cristina stares for a moment dazed, as if he did not understand what just happened.

“Look, look at my friend Cristina” makes Mrs. Julia “we come to the board in stockings and no panties apparently”

Ms. Cristina blushes immediately. I do not know what to do and look at the ceiling. Dissembled for not understanding that I am freaking.

“Come a little ‘here, porcella that you are nothing” Ms. Giulia Tampin Mrs. Cristina, who does not resist. I can not believe my eyes. I seem to be in a porn movie. But it is really happening in front of me. I can not resist and look.

Ms. Giulia raises flowered dress lady Cristina. He lays bare legs bandaged from highs.

“Prof, but you see how it is tanned to school this naughty?” I am looking me straight in the eyes.

“Julia, by” trying to protest Ms. Cristina.

I do not know what to say. I do not know what to do.

Ms. Giulia further lifts her dress. Ms. Cristina resists only in words. With his hands in an attempt to stop the bland friend. But he is not convinced and let discover the pubis.

“Look Professor, is also no panties Christina!”

Fixed nudity lady Cristina. I cock grows in boxer.

“It’s just a great mischievous, right Professor?” He asks again “goes spanking”

“S-s-yes,” I stammer.

Ms. Giulia rises. He approaches to Mrs. Cristina. It pushes it gently and firmly against a bench. Ms. Cristina looks at me. Her big green eyes shining with excitement. Ms. Giulia runs.

“Put your hands on the bench, naughty that you are nothing,” the order.

Ms. Cristina obeys. Leaning his elbows, leaning forward. Ms. Giulia lifts her dress discovering the white buttocks.

“I’ve got to spank, Professor?” He asks me staring into my eyes. I look away, a bit ‘intimidated by his manner aggressive.

“Prof, then?” He insists.

“S-s-yes, all spanking this lady …” I try to answer.

“This lady, then? Prude? Naughty? Pig? How is this lady, Professor? “

“Porcella” I say without thinking.

“Only porcella? Or do you think is hot? “I presses” Look at her! A ass in the air in a high school class. Only a slut would do that, right Professor? “

“Yes,” I say still, now taken by the situation “is a great slut!”

“Then he goes spanking” and spring a large slap on the ass.

“Yes, the good lady to spank Giulia. He deserves it “

SCIAF!

“Still,” he insists.

SCIAF!

I see Mrs. Cristina biting his lower lip. It hurts, but at the same time it enjoys.

“Still,” I realize I have an erection dizzying.

SCIAF!

Ms. Giulia looks at me after the last spanking. She left hand on friend’s cheek. She looks at me with those deep brown eyes. She resists a little to his eyes and I start to fix the hand. The hand that moves on the butt now flushed. Approaching plane to the groove of the buttocks. It sneaks. He disappears between the thighs of Mrs. Cristina, sighing quietly.

“Hear, hear how wet the slut” and so saying she kneels behind her friend. With your hands to spread her buttocks. The face disappears between them. Ms. Cristina pants a bit ‘stronger. In the silence of the classroom I feel the language of Giulia lady licking pussy bagnatissima lady Cristina. The latter turns his face toward me. I look eager.

He can not resist further. Undo my belt. Unbutton his jeans. I pick up the fucking hard as marble. I start to slowly masturbate watching the two ladies play each other. And crossing his eyes full of desire of Mrs Cristina. Ms. Julia stops. It detaches from Ms. Cristina. He gives me a look of approval.

“Turn around slut” ordered Mrs. Cristina. Who promptly gets up and stands in front of her friend.
“And now sit on the bench. To open legs “

Ms. Cristina obeys. I see his pubes completely shaved. The glossy pussy moods and slightly open Lover saliva. Ms. Giulia does not give me much time to admire the friend. It settles down between her thighs. And again he begins to lick, suck and penetrate with your fingers. I hear the sound of his play. Pussy lady Cristina be a lake.
I continue to slowly masturbate. I will not come right away, even if the temptation is so great. Ms. Cristina begins to pant a bit ‘faster. But always softly. We are still in a classroom. The danger of getting caught is huge. But at the moment not I could care anything.

Ms. Cristina is held with the hands to school boards. He throws back his head and a strong orgasm devastated to the point that tightens the thighs against the head of Mrs. Giulia. That does not seem to care and continued to lick and fingered. Orgasm stupid and thighs relax. Ms. Giulia comes off by his lover. Gets up. Approaching his lips to the face of Mrs. Cristina and kisses, reciprocated. A kiss that seems to last a lot.

I admire them and I always masturbate more slowly. The ladies stop kissing. They look at each other, accomplices. Ms. Julia turns to me. He is approaching.

“I’ve been a very bad girl, right Professor?”

I nodded without a word in edgewise. It is very close. My cock against his shirt. He kisses me. Open to him her lips. He slipped his tongue into her mouth. Sa Pussy. One hand behind his neck, the other grabs my cock and slowly massaging me while we kiss. I know it’s wrong what I’m doing. I do not care. I look at Ms. Giulia in the eye as our tongues exploring each other mouths. Then I notice the lady Cristina still sitting on the school bench. He stares at us. Masturbates plan. Two fingers in her pussy, his thumb massaging her clit.

We exchange glances for a while ‘, then Mrs Cristina gets up. He gets behind Mrs. Julia and starts to kiss the base of the neck, while you and I continue to enjoy our tongues. The hand of Mrs. Giulia continues to masturbate slowly. Mrs. Cristina, always behind my lover, began to unbutton her blouse. Parading him slow. The soft tits forty wrapped in a push-up black. I feel the hands of Cristina lady who are caught in the elastic leggings lady Giulia. He lowers them.

Ms. Giulia is detached from me. Ms. Cristina helps to take them off your pants. It stands before me in microscopic black panties, bra and sneakers. It has a model’s body.

“I want to be punished by you, Professor” whispers Mrs. Giulia.

Ms. Cristina squeezes her face in her hands. They kiss. And look at me.

I take the hand of Mrs. Giulia. Aid to climb on the chair. She sits with her legs open. She sneaks into his thighs. Exchange a knowing glance with Mrs. Cristina, who immediately comes over and pulls her panties lady Giulia. Lips already parted cunt swells of pleasure you have in front of my button chapel. It shaved except a small strip of orange hairs. The look in your eyes. I feel the hand of Mrs. Cristina take the dick. She introduced him to the friend’s cunt. It introduces plan. I went along slowly pushing me forward. I’m in Mrs. Giulia. We stare. She smiles. And it encircles the basin with long legs.

I begin to move back and forth floor. It is so turned on that slide into her without resistance. The slow order while Mrs. Cristina rises to his knees on the chair and looks at us. Ms. Julia turns to her. They kiss. I see their darting languages a few centimeters from me.

I continue to move plan.

“Professor, let me feel as strong purpose” asks Mrs. Giulia.

They speed up the pace. The shots became more rapid and significant. Our bodies slamming each other produce an unmistakable sound. Mrs. Cristina, meanwhile, has put session lover side. It takes something that was on the desk. A green case that I know very well. It opens it and pulls out a recorder. He brings it to his mouth. We look at each other. He begins to lick the flute for its entire length. Ms. Giulia also admires.
“Yeah, slut that you are nothing, swept with the flute” he says.

Mrs. Cristina, without saying anything, she lifts her dress. He puts his feet on the desk. Approaching the flute to glossy pussy pleasure and she starts to rub the tool between her lips. Ms. Giulia meanwhile begins to pant. Watch her friend masturbate with the flute. Now has half inside. Ms. Cristina moves the beige plastic rod faster and faster in and out of itself. Ms. Julia can not resist further.

“SIIIIII, SIIIIII” is panting.

Slow down the pace. I do not know what I can hold out.

“Where wants this, Ms. Julia?” I ask her breathless.

“Mmmmmmm, SIIIIII” even Ms. Cristina is jerking.

He can not resist further.

“I’m coming,” I declare.

Ms. Giulia me away from her. He descends quickly from his desk. He kneels in front of me.

“Come slut” ordered Mrs. Cristina.

she also kneels. Ms. Giulia takes dick with one hand and began to masturbate faster. Then he tips the chapel to the lips of Mrs. Cristina. He understands the intention of his friend and accepts my dick in your mouth.
“Mmmmmm, SIIIIII, Siiiii, cazzoooo, Siiiii” I come screaming. The first sketch ends in the throat to Mrs. Cristina. Ms. Giulia continues to move his hand up and down the rod moving the cock to his mouth. I come with a second sketch a bit ‘in your face and a bit’ in the mouth of her. Then a third draft I do not know where it ends.

When I look at orgasm it passes the two ladies that hold my dick. Ms. Giulia plan moves the hand. It brings out the last drops that Mrs. Cristina licking ravenously. Exchange a look. They kiss.

I admire with a smile.

“It would take a mogliettine like me, are you Professor?” Asks Mrs. Cristina, my wife