A chorus of “Good morning, Mrs. Taylor,” echoed around me. Every boy smiled or grinned fuck gand or smirked at me. Their eyes all flicked up and down my body, noticing me. I perched on a stool in front of my first class, legs crossed, all the boys crowding up the front rows. The girls all look disgusted. They were in the back, scowling, staring at me like I was doing something wrong. It wasn't my fault that all the boys were more interested in learning instead of drooling over their trollops' tight, young bodies. The boys were finally free of the distraction of all those barely legal tarts. My boys' hormones were focused on education now. It ass just felt so right. But, as I taught that first class, I felt like the boys just weren't quite getting the material. I needed to do something bolder. I thought of the perfect idea while my first class filed out and I had to wait for the students of my second. Kenneth was the first to arrive. My son sat front and center before me, a desi big grin on his face. “Damn, mom, I am so ready to learn about history from you today.” “Oh, that's so sweet, Kenneth,” I said, smiling at him. Courtney, who was slinking into the back of the room, gagged. I did not know what was up with that girl today. The other boys all perked up when they walked in. Rich, a tall guy with blonde hair and anal a big nose sat to the right of my son while Lance, a buff and tall Black guy took the seat to his left. For once, he looked eager to learn as he stared at me perched on the Bhabhi stool, his white teeth flashing between his thick lips. Paul came in next, a nerdy guy with red hair and freckles across his face. Today, he didn't look bored because he already knew everything. He actually sat in the front row and with his back straight. I was inspiring them. Aston and James and Tommy all flooded into the front row, staring at me. Darlene smiled and said, “Thanks for bringing her,” then she grabbed Deana. Which was perfect because I needed to clean off my dick in her. After my workout I would walk in the locker room, strip down, and shower in one of the private stalls before going home. But right now I need to get something to drink." And then she knew the point of no return had been reached. Molly tried to look severe, lifting her spectacles. I let go with my left hand. "Come on" Amelia said, wiggling her firm bottom provocatively "I'm not done with you" she added and let out a surprised squeal when Liam grabbed gand her ass. I pant in disbelief that my husband just did that. What would that do to their relationship? They were outcasts too. I was a rather fast cummer but I could cum many times in a session which Skylar loved to take advantage of. Once it was in place the bandage around her eyes was removed and only she and Roger were in the room that she could see. “Oh yes. Please?” I whimpered louder. "What are desi you doing" ass as she anal quivered I moved behind her kissing her shoulder while I exposed her massive amazing breasts rubbing my cock against fuck her ass. He kept hammering his cock in her cunt. "I said, I think Marie has the right idea. We need to set that straight.” Maria smiles and opens her legs before sticking her fingers in the blonde’s waistband to pull her roughly between her thighs. “Let’s get you naked, slut,” Ross orders. He pulled me close and I wrapped my legs around his waist. She wanted to stop and cover herself but Bhabhi couldn't. Their nipples hard.