Being a white female English teacher at an inner-city high school in Chicago certainly got me "woke". At 49, I was a plump, middle-aged soccer mom that decided to go back into teaching, hoping to "change lives". Some of the boys would purposely let their manhood slide out of the pant-leg of their gym shorts. Naturally, I turned beet red. Their typical reaction was just to smile at me. I was flustered as class went on. As lewd as it was, I could feel (and smell) my pussy start to moisten. I mean some of the boys were huge, with big mushroom heads. So different than hubby's. I began racing home after school and would quickly slide in a good size dildo, before ******* and hubby got home. I definitely needed some relief. This went on a while and I eventually let a couple of the boys "bump" on me and nutt on my leggings.
One Friday, I finally gave in to the offer to "do a little herb" with one of my students. Of course, in the back-seat of my mini-van. Not really knowing how to "toke", Willis told me to "just open my mouth", he then proceeded to put his lips to mine and blew the kush or skunk (I don't remember) smoke into my lungs. It didn't take long before we were making-out. Darting his tongue in my mouth, it was like a precursor to sex. When he started feeling me up, I tried to tell him no, telling him I didn't shower this morning and it probably smells a bit ripe. Willis could care less. He went from one to two, then three fingers in my wet pussy. I was ovulating and white, creamy discharge was on his fingers. When he eased down his shorts, he didn't have to tell me what to do. I felt so naughty with a big black cock in my mouth. I even liked the feeling of his hand on the back of my head push down, telling me to "throat that ni@@er dick, you white bitch". I mean really, was he supposed to show me any respect? He treated me like a slut, most likely because that's what I'd become.
One Friday, I finally gave in to the offer to "do a little herb" with one of my students. Of course, in the back-seat of my mini-van. Not really knowing how to "toke", Willis told me to "just open my mouth", he then proceeded to put his lips to mine and blew the kush or skunk (I don't remember) smoke into my lungs. It didn't take long before we were making-out. Darting his tongue in my mouth, it was like a precursor to sex. When he started feeling me up, I tried to tell him no, telling him I didn't shower this morning and it probably smells a bit ripe. Willis could care less. He went from one to two, then three fingers in my wet pussy. I was ovulating and white, creamy discharge was on his fingers. When he eased down his shorts, he didn't have to tell me what to do. I felt so naughty with a big black cock in my mouth. I even liked the feeling of his hand on the back of my head push down, telling me to "throat that ni@@er dick, you white bitch". I mean really, was he supposed to show me any respect? He treated me like a slut, most likely because that's what I'd become.
