Chapter137: 137

TO SIR, WITH LUST   They were on stage in the school auditorium. Karen stood at the piano, bent at the waist, her face pressed up hard against the polished wood and her black lace knickers discarded nearby. And... her daughter's teacher... he was on his knees behind her, his face pressed against her, his tongue making long sweeping movements starting at her clit and working up over the folds of her labia to her arse. She stifled a groan as his tongue slid across one buttock and then moved down to drive deep into her pussy. They had to stay quiet. They had to hope that no one wandered in to see why there were people still there. Each time he drove his tongue deep he sucked on her pussy lips and a surge of intense pleasure flowed through her and it was all she could do not to cry out. They shouldn't be doing this. They shouldn't be doing this here. She should stop him, stop him now. She knew she should. But... As soon as she had climbed out of her car in the school car park that evening,