Kathy (32 yrs.) is a voluptuous brunette (40-24-36) who is the young stepmother of Cara. Kathy had attended the parent/teacher conference last spring. She met all of Cara's teachers including the physical education instructor Mr. Harris (29 yrs.). The girl's Phys-Ed teacher was ill. So, Harris handled all the students during that conference.
Kathy and Cara's father had divorced, but both women remained close.
It's still winter. Kathy received a text message on her iPhone. It came from Tiffany who said she was a former teacher's aide at the school. A small video popped up too. It shows a naked Mr. Harris. Kathy pushes the "play" button and he is seen masturbating in the locker-room shower.
A few days later. Kathy leaves a voice message on the school iPhone of Mr. Harris. She explains what Tiffany had sent her.
It's after school hours and Mr. Harris finishes a hot shower. He wipes his bushy-black-hair with a towel. He even wipes his thick mustache while walking toward his office. His thick-long-cock flops from side to side.
He keeps wiping down his body with one hand. The other hand picks up the iPhone from his desk. He wraps the towel around his neck and listens to the voice mail.
Mr. Harris calls her back.
KATHY: Hello, Mr. Harris.
MR. HARRIS: Is this, Kathy?
KATHY: Yes, you got my message.
MR. HARRIS: You saw that video of me?
KATHY: Yes, Tiffany sent it.
MR. HARRIS: She wasn't supposed to do that.
KATHY: I didn't know it was you. Until I watched it.
MR. HARRIS: Destroy it, please.
KATHY: Of course, I will.
MR. HARRIS: Do you two know each other?
KATHY: No. Tiffany was a teacher's aide in my step-daughter's English class. She took my number from Cara's contact information.
MR. HARRIS: I shower after hours so no gossip starts about my cock.
KATHY: I met Tiffany during the parent/teacher conference. That's when I met you too. Remember? Cara's PE instructor was sick.
MR. HARRIS: Sorry, I don't recall meeting you.
KATHY: There's a photo of me and Cara on the high school website-page.
MR. HARRIS: Why did Tiffany send you that video?
KATHY: I guess she thought we'd make a couple.
MR. HARRIS: I just got back with my ex-wife.
KATHY: She's a lucky woman.
MR. HARRIS: Thanks. If anything happens.
KATHY: You have my phone number.
Mr. Harris puts the phone down and wraps the towel around his waist. He sits on a chair in front of a computer. He looks at the school's website. His fingers type in a "search" for Kathy and Cara. A photo comes up and Kathy has enormous tits.
He says, "How could I forget those? Damn."
It's snowing heavily on Saturday night. Travis (19 yrs.) is a blonde college student. His younger brother Derrick (18 yrs.) is also a blonde and a football player. They both stand in front of the window of motel room 100. Their winter-coat hoods cover the heads.
The curtains are closed, but the right side is torn. The tear hangs down and the opening is an inch-wide. Both Travis and Derrick are stroking their cocks under those coats.
They see the naked bodies of Kathy and Mr. Harris. She's standing with both legs spread a-part over the corner of the bed. She also leans forward. He is behind her who pulls both of her arms back. His 10-inch cock is buried inside of her pussy. He's giving short and forceful thrusts. Her massive tits flop in full view of the window.
They can hear her screams outside, "OHHHH-JESUS... JESUS... GAWD... OHHHH-GAWD... MR. HARRIS.!!"
Travis says, "Look at those fucking tits."
Derrick replies, "Bro., I think... I know her."
Travis, "Shit bro., My cock is so hard."
Derrick, "Me Too. Huge fucking titties.!"
Inside the Motel Room.
Mr. Harris looks down at his cock which is only halfway inside. It bends upward with each push because it's so thick and she's tight.
