Mrs. McNeil paced back and forth nervously in her classroom, as she pressed out the wrinkles in her dark blue dress slacks. She wondered to herself, 'Am I making the right choice? Is he too young? Am I too old...or fat...or unattractive...or....' - she shook her head and inhaled deeply. The thought of continuing to cheat on her husband and possibly destroy her family over her "sexual needs going unfulfilled at home" was making her have second thoughts about waiting around for Kenneth again. She walked to her desk, bent over, opened the bottom drawer and reached in to pull out her purse. She knew that once she headed out the door to her car, there would never be another chance for her and Kenneth.
Kenneth walked up the hall slowly, he was in no hurry and no one was gonna mess with the muscular black 20 year old Resource Officer. He licked his lips thinking about what he intended to do with the married white teacher waiting on him. His young dark black cock was fully erect in his pants by the time he reached Mrs. McNeil's room. As he swung the door open he was greeted by the sight of her round firm ass bent over and aimed right at him....her full pouty pussy lips and panty lines easily seen through the tight, thin fabric of her slacks.
Hearing her door open, Mrs. McNeil realized it was too late to change her mind now. She inhaled deeply, causing her white blouse to press up hard against her buttoned up dark blue blazer. Her heels click as she took a few steps away from the young black man who had just entered her classroom - wondering yet again if this young black man was more cock than her body could handle.
Kenneth walked closer to her, still licking his lips and looking her middle-aged white body up and down. He smiled as he watched her eyes move to the bulge in his pants. It was obvious from her expression she still had not come to accept the fact that she was addicted to his black cock.
"So, tell me Mrs. McNeil....how big them white titties of yours...and how big is your ass", Kenneth asked her - her loved trying to turn the conservative church going married white teacher into your typical booty-call white slut.
Mrs. McNeil stood nervously as the young black man looked her over and almost jumped when he spoke up. It took a few seconds for her to utter a response.
"Ummm...well..you know I'm...ahhh.....well....you know I'm a bit overweight, but I'm a 38C-40- 42."
Mrs. McNeil gazed at Kenneth from over the rims of her glasses and noticed that her comments seemed to not register. Dejected, she slumped her shoulders and spoke as he had intended her too.
"I'm 43 years old, I am married. My white milk jugs are fat and round, with big brown nipples. My ass is round, plump and firm. My hips and thighs are full and my legs are long and slender."