My PE teacher had just given me the most enjoyable spanking and I lay across her lap, recovering from the experience
Some time later I felt fingers withdraw from my very satisfied pussy and mine had dropped back to the floor. A smack on my bum brought me back to reality.
"Jane, stand up and look at me."
I stood, towel dropping to the floor; by the time I realised I was totally naked in front of my PE teacher it was too late. She stopped me from bending over to recover what little was left of my modesty.
As her eyes swept over my firm young boobs and waxed pussy she said, somewhat sternly, "Did anybody tell you it was all right to touch me like you did?"
As I started to stammer a reply she smiled and reached for my hand, the one that, a few minutes before, had been furiously thrusting into her pussy. At the same time she raised her other hand and extended the two fingers she had used to give me that beautiful orgasm; as I watched she put her fingers into her mouth and sucked my juices off them. Immediately afterward, she did the same to my still-wet fingers.
I must have been moving automatically, not really thinking, as I bent over slightly and reached for her pussy.
"May I touch you, Miss?" I asked. Not waiting for her reply, I put my fingers into her pussy for a brief moment and withdrew them, raising them to my mouth and tasting her fresh moisture.
I could feel myself getting wet as she put an arm around my waist and pulled me down to sit on her lap.
"Kiss me," she softly whispered.