"I'm over here," Stephanie said. "What now?"

Matt Kinkaid didn't get off the desk. He simply spread his legs so that Stephanie was standing between them. He reached around her waist and pulled her close to him. His hands dropped to her full, round bottom and he gave her a gentle squeeze.

"Mr. Kinkaid," Stephanie said, pretending shock. Her eyes were laughing and she made no attempt to pull away.

His hands squeezed her again before he released her. He put his hands flat against her large breasts and squeezed them.

"Nice tits," he said softly. "You have a very nice pair of tits, Mrs. Jones."

"Why, Mr. Kinkaid," she said, laughing. "I didn't think you'd noticed."

"I noticed, honey," he said.

Diane felt a strange tingling as she watched her math teacher press his face into Stephanie's soft tits. Diane wondered what it would be like to have a man's face there, to have a man's hands stroking her body.

Evidently Mrs. Jones enjoyed it because she gasped softly as she pushed Mr. Kinkaid's head away.

"Let me make it easier for you," she said. Deftly her fingers unbuttoned her blouse and she shrugged it off her shoulders. She wore a pale white bra that barely contained her creamy tits. Reaching behind her back, she unhooked the bra and also shrugged that off.

Diane could not suppress a soft cry of astonishment as she stared at Mrs. Jones.

Mrs. Jones had such enormous tits. Her creamy flesh was topped with large, brown nipples that were already growing hard under Mr. Kinkaid's hot eyes.

"Gorgeous," he said. "You really do have fantastic tits."

"Taste them," Stephanie Jones begged.

He pressed his face once more between her creamy globes. This time Diane saw his tongue touching her tit-flesh. Stephanie's hands clutched his head fiercely.

"Suck them," she begged. "They feel so hot. It's been so long since a man's lips have been there."

His hands clutched at Mrs. Jones' rounded asscheeks again. His lips traced a wet pattern all around the hard, brown nipples.