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It was Monday and we were back at school. We’d had such a hot weekend. I took her in all sorts of positions, in all sorts of places about my apartment, and insisted she keep her boots on almost every time. She reminded me of a dominatrix, it was so fucking sexy.The whole day I couldn’t pass her without thinking about it, and I knew it was written all over my face when she sent me secret knowing smiles. It’s the last period of the day, (one of three classes of mine that she’s in) and the class had just taken a test. They were piling them on my desk as soon as they completed it. I was trying to discreetly watch my girl. She had already handed hers in and was glancing back at me every so often. At the same time she was also writing in her notebook, so it wasn’t obvious we were watching each other. Those damn sexy eyes… Every time I felt that gaze, my body heated up with sexual excitement. They had that darkened look in them at the moment, and I knew what she was thinking about. I had never been so glad when the last person handed in their test. Running a hand through my hair, I told them they çankaya escort could have the last ten minutes to themselves. “Don’t you want our homework?” asked one student, who promptly received glares from some of his classmates, hoping perhaps I had forgotten about that. “Uh, right. Just put it on my desk, in a NEAT pile, next to the tests.” Of course the word “neat” still didn’t register, and at once my desk was fluttered with sheets of loose-leaf. My girl was the last one to come up. When did she have time to do the assignment this weekend? I wondered. We were having too much “fun.” She placed her paper on my desk, gave me a sly knowing look in my eye, licked her lips, then returned to her desk. I had to steady my trembling hand before picking it up, but it wasn’t the assignment. It was another story….I clutch the sheets as my back arches, a grin spread across my face. He’s driving his tongue in and out of me faster and faster. It feels like paradise! Better than before he took my cherry. My newly open pussy is still a little sore, but his tongue is rus escort so soothing and delightful…”Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” I cry softly, holding his head between my thighs and with my hands, my fingers flying through his hair, gripping it tightly sometimes whenever I feel close to the edge. But before I get there, he pulls away! I tilt my head forward to ask him why he stopped, when I suddenly feel his hard throbbing cock burst inside my weeping pussy. I cry out, my limbs wrapping themselves around his body, my body rocking with him as he just starts going at it, in and out, in and out, in and out, faster…I look up at my sexy little student, just sitting there with a knowing gleam in her eyes. She knew what she was doing to do me. Although I don’t think she knew the full extent. Mmmm, that could be her next lesson… She had my cock damn hard though, and I hoped nothing that would entail me getting up from behind the desk would come up. I let a smile slip out before contorting my face into my stern teacher look, and continue reading.My heart hammers against eryaman escort my chest as we grind to his rhythm. With each deep thrust, my pussy walls squeeze involuntarily around his throbbing cock, as if to hold him inside my hot, wet canal. He groans with pleasure deep in his throat, his stiff cock rubbing against my clit between each thrust, filling me again and again, the connection physical and emotional. Staring into my eyes, our breath landing on each others lips, he crushes our mouths together as he changes to a harder beat. Then he slows… Then he picks it back up again, drawing out the tension, letting it build to level after level of pleasure, before finally letting go, no stopping, no slowing.God, this girl had been a virgin only a few days ago.Then I started thinking. Was this what she wanted me to do? Did she want to have a session like this?”Yes, yes, yes,” I moan. I’m almost there. “Come with me, Peter, come with me.” “Yes baby, yes,” he says through gritted teeth. “Fuck yes! I’m with you, sweetheart, feel me cum…Do you feel that? You feel my cock fill you? That hot, tight fucking pussy?”Just as my body spasms in my climax, I feel his cum actually shoot inside me it was so hard and fast! His hands covered my ass cheeks and held on tight as he out the storm of ecstasy together.For a few minutes I couldn’t think of anything professional.
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