“Old Kingston? Pooh on him; we won’t let him hassle you. I’ve finally screwed my favorite teacher, and my friends are not about to let that old poop break us up.”

Dallas had a belated thought, one that almost weakened his hard on. “You’re on the pill, Kathy?”

“Of course,” she answered. “Everybody is man, are we going to have a ball with you. I’m so glad you don’t have a wife checking up on you, Dallas. We can keep you all to ourselves.”

She began to lift herself, steadying herself by placing small hands upon his shoulders. Her snug pussy slid nearly off his cock, only the flanged head remaining held by its suctioning wetness. He felt leftover semen ozze down his shaft, and thought that her cunt would spill over, once his prick was removed.

Kathy said, “I’m really sorry to have to leave you now. I mean, I could keep you to myself forever, just fucking away, but that would be too greedy. I’ll see how the gang feels about it, though, and if they agree, then maybe you and I can split together if we just leave them be, and go to your place…“

Reluctantly, the head of his swollen cock plopped out of her cunt. His hands trailed lingeringly over her warm ass as the girl turned from him, and Dallas blinked into the darkness.

“Kids,” Kathy called out. “Hey, kids! Hold up the screwing for a second, huh? I just made it with teacher, and we’d like to just keep fucking each other tonight, if that’s okay with the rest of you. I mean, he’s just a little bit nervous, and if I can take him home, maybe next time he’ll be in a lot better shape to ball.”

Somebody laughed. “If he can even walk, you mean.”

Then the laugher was general, and comments ran rife about Kathy’s fucking ability. Listening, Dallas couldn’t distinguish one voice from another in the blacked out room, especially with the stereo blaring. But he was recalling which of his students was here, and the list grew in his head.